 Get on, little kids, it's your misfortune and not my hope. Get high, I owe, get long, get low-piece. You know that Wyoming will be your new... Life on the Red Horse Ranch. The eyes of all the folks on the Red Horse Ranch are turned toward Danville, where the rodeo is soon to take place. And as usual, Dad Carter is taking his entire outfit to the rodeo to compete in the various events. News that Steve Bradford is entering an eastern horse in the races at the rodeo has made Alabama all the more anxious to enter his horse red in that event. Now, to Red Horse Ranch. Heard a chicken sneeze all the heart with a hoop and cough all night. He sneezed his head and his tail right up. Rose, I see you've got your riding talks on all ready to go. Yes, Alabama. Oh, Dad's just as excited about the rodeo as ever. Are all the boys ready? Yeah, they're down sitting in the buckboard entertaining do it. Oh. And getting practiced up to do some entertaining when we get to Danville. Oh, I guess this ranch is really going to be deserted for a few days. Yeah. Oh, Dad's even letting Cookie go along. Yeah, Cookie's entering the Grease Pig Contest. He sure is going to have to be faster at catching that pig than he is at cooking chuck. Oh, I should say. That is if he expects to bring any honor to the Red Horse outfit. Well, we know the rest of you boys are win. You always have. Yeah. Oh, well, how does Red look? Might be good, Rose. I'd give my right arm to see Red win that final race at the rodeo. Well, I intend to come back with some prizes too, Alabama. Don't forget that. Sure, I'm not forgetting that. You're riding Prince in the races, are you, Rose? Well, yes, unless Dad lets me take Blackie. And I'm afraid he won't. Alabama is tenderfoot all right. Yeah, he seemed might have glad to be back, Rose. Oh, that's good. There's no trouble talking him into staying, you know, after he'd run away like he did, but he's all right now. Oh, I'm so glad. You know, it wouldn't seem right to have any of the boys gone after all we've been through together. Yeah, we have been through a lot, haven't we, Rose? Oh, come on, let's go down and join the boys. All right, let's do it. Dury seems to be taking in all the music, doesn't he? Yeah, there's a boy that's going to be a real buckaroo someday. All right, let's go down. The pony failed her. None could save Lenore from death. About 15 yards behind her, Utah Carl came riding fast. Though it would be his last, his pony reached with a firm and steady bound. He swung from out the saddle to catch her from the ground. But the singes of his saddle had not been felt before and his backs in snapped asunder and he fell beside Lenore and swung it o'er his head and started cross the prairie lie still Lenore, he said. His six-gun flashed like lightning the report rang loud and clear as the cattle rushed to kill him. He dropped the leading steer and when we broke the circle where Utah's body lay. How'd you like that story, Dewey? That was pretty good. Only did you dog Carl really get killed like you sang about? Yeah, but he was as brave as they make him. Almost as brave as your old pal, Alibam, coming there. What's that you're telling Dewey here, Bob? Oh, I was telling him what a bum cow puncher you was, Alibam. Oh, I ain't neither a bum cow puncher. You bet he hasn't Dewey. Alibam's all right, isn't he? Sure, he's gonna win that race whether in the rodeo he said so. That's funny. According to Bradford, he's gonna win the race. Well, whenever Bradford says something, I think just the opposite. Oh, Dewey, what a pretty locket around your neck. May I see it? No, sir, it's mine. Oh, that ain't no way to talk to a lady, Dewey. Oh, that's all right. I've been trying to swap him for that locket all day, and he won't even take an arrowhead for it. Pappy gave it to me. Nobody can have it but me. Say, here comes Mr. Carter. I guess that means we're ready to go with him. Oh, we're ready to start. Oh, you're ready to stretch out, Dad? Yeah, just about ready to go. You can ride in the wagon with me, you rose. Well, all right, Prince, for a little while, if you don't mind, Dad. No, no, we want Prince to be in good shape for the tryouts in the morning. Oh, all right. You let the boys lead him behind. Now you boys bring all your music boxes. All right, we're all set. Where's tenderfoot? Oh, I sent him over to help Cookie get that chuck wagon hitched up. We never would get started if we let Cookie take his time. Arizona now, go help him. Come on, Arizona. All right, boys. Now I hope you have enough songs to keep the folks entertained at the rodeo. Oh, I don't think we'll rattle songs, Mr. Carter. No. Well, they'll keep you singing all day. You better do some more practice in there. Yeah, I will. He's just ten years younger than me. She's full of enjoyment, has plenty of life, and she sometimes goes out on a spree. She will leave me behind for the babies to mine, the house in good order to keep, and then she will roam far away from her home while I rock all our babies to sleep. What do you think of that? You did it. The baby ever so high. You did it. Your mama will come by and by. One night when I got all our babies to sleep, I took a short walk down the street, and to my surprise I saw with my own eyes my wife with a policeman six feet. At first I grew wild when I passed in my smile and says I while taking a pee. You've been hugging and kissing and having your fun while I rocked all our babies to sleep. You did it. The baby ever so high. Just a few years back, I'd show all you boys some tricks up there at the rodeo. I guess I'm doing wrong by deciding the old ranch this year. What do you mean, Mr. Carter? Everything's all right, ain't it? Oh, yes. They'll be moving the equipment on to start drilling for oil right soon. Oh, Dad, let's not worry about that now. Why, you haven't missed a rodeo since I can remember. Things will be safe around here for a while anyway with Steve Bradford over at the rodeo. Oh, look, Dad, there come the boys back. I guess they got cookies, chuckwagon, all hitched up. Yes, finally. Cookie, you heathen you. Why don't you ever get a move on? Yes, I was coming. I was waiting for whirlwind. Why, you ain't counting on bringing that burrow you're in along, are you? Yes, whirlwind. I'm going and I'm in the race. Are you going to ride whirlwind or is whirlwind going to ride you? Oh, listen here. He might think he can't run, but once whirlwind gets going... Now, Cookie, if you don't get a move on, we're leaving you at home, and someone else will get to win that grease bait catch and conch case. That pig's practically caught right now. All right, you know, let's go. Well, come on, boys. Let the horses walk behind. Get up beside here, Dewey. Get by me and you two ten of foot. Say, let's have some music as we leave, boys. How about, oh, Susanna. Get those horses moving. Come on. Well, we are off to the rodeo. To join the crowds at the rodeo, there's sure to be plenty of excitement when Alabama matches red against Steve Bradford's entry in the races.