 Get high, I owe, get low, get no peace, it's your misfortune and the mind. Get high, I owe, get low, little donkeys, you know that my own land will be a new... Life on the Red Horse Ranch. As told the boys of the Red Horse Outfit that his sale of the Red Horse herd will pull the ranch through for another year. Neither Rose or Mr. Carter have been told that Alabama thinks there's oil on the ranch. Also, the boys are at a loss to know why Alabama is keeping such a close eye on his horse Red. The boys, with the exception of Alabama, are all in the bunkhouse singing. We can't sing without a bass. You will be sound asleep. Come on, let's sing some more. We ain't had a chance like this in a long time. Let's sing something like Rocky Mountain Rose. What you want us to do is serenading for it. Hey, Tenderfoot, that's an idea. You've got your cap set for Rose, ain't you? I don't know what makes you think that. Well, I'll reckon I'll start courting Rose as long as Tenderfoot ain't interested. Well, Rose, sure, she's a swell girl, but of course I like her. The only trouble is whenever I get with her, I can't think of a thing to say. Hey, Arizona, you're quite a man with the gals. Tell Tenderfoot how to handle him. Well, I'll tell you how I get some high sings to him. Listen to this. I've got no use for the women. Last time you tried that, Arizona, you stamp-eated a whole herd of cattle. That might be all right for you, Arizona, but I'm no good at singing that. I reckon you ain't no good with Miss Rose, then. Ah, old Tex Owens here, he's liable to grab her off any minute with one of them sentimental ballads. Don't let him joke you, Tenderfoot, but here's a song I bet she liked hear you sing. Let's hear it. They were standing by a way when kissed her cheek long for her to speak. Dear at last she murmured sad, with a look so full of ash. A new song to her like that, I think she'd jump clean over a haystack. Hey, boys, where's Alabama? Ain't up at the ranch house, is he? Do you know Tenderfoot? Yes, he's down in the crowd keeping his eye on red. We're going to try and follow him if he gets out again tonight. You sure enough? Say, I'll be as glad to find out where that horse has been going to as Alabama will. Well, he don't figure on sitting down there watching that horse all night, does he? Well, no, he and I are taking turns. Thought it'd be my shift before long. I wouldn't say this to stop you, Tenderfoot, but I'm darned if I'd lose a night's sleep to follow any horse as long as it comes back. Well, Alabama says there's something about the horse that makes him think there's oil to be found on the ranch, you know. Yeah, but that don't make sense. Well, Cheyenne, how about another game of dominoes before we hit the bunk? Well, I won't be able to think down with Arizona disturbing the peeps, but, well, let's go, shuffle them up. But he's liable to try at any time. Well, I'll get out there as quick as I can. You keep watching him until the moon gets up over the ranch house and then get Mia. I'll watch him from then on. All right, Alabama. And Tenderfoot, if red does jump that fence, don't waste any time letting me know. I won't. We'll have a hard enough time trailing him in the dark. Yeah, well, that moon will make it pretty light before long. I think worth knowing by following that horse, Alabama. Well, that's something I ain't right sure about, Idaho. Well, how could that horse have anything to do with oil in this country? Something that might surprise all of you long horns. Oh, hey, Tex, move your feet. What makes you so wore out you can't step over them? Well, I can see now why you did so good at riding in Bronco today, with a foot like yours on each side of the saddle. They just naturally weigh you down. Say, Alabama. Yeah. Tenderfoot was telling us about your ride over to Roaring River today. Says you saw Dawson's kid over at the sheriff's office. I reckon that's right. The little boy's an orphan now. It would have to be his dad that stopped the lead. Yeah, too bad he ain't been did away with long ago. Rustlin ain't all he's noted for. That's right. Trigger Dawson's got credit for leading the three-oaks bank robbery a couple of months ago. Yeah. Say, come to think of it, have they ever uncovered any money out at Dawson's old hangout? No, like it's not, some of the rest of his gang took it, if he ever had any. Alabama. Yeah. You're not really selling and bringing that kid here, are you? Well, don't trouble yourself, nonchalant. Say, I thought you fellas was getting to work on some new tunes for this shindig dad Carter's going to throw. Well, you're just in time, Alabama. We want to pry over that Arkansas mule song. Well, say that strikes me all right. Gather around, my boys, and give me a chord and C. Claims I'm a rider and one of the best. I've road-bucking horses from the east to the west. Thought there was no outlaw that I couldn't fool. Till I got piled up by that Arkansas mule. The wild Texas ponies I surely did pan. I rode everything in that old lone star land. Then across the prairies to the Arkansas hills. And a tackled old lightning and a nearly got killed. Oh, that Arkansas mule. Sawmule. He says, a coyose has never been rode. The guy that gets on him is bound to be throwed. Road off that Arkansas mule. Well, the first thing he done was to stand on his head. Then he falls over sideways just like he was dead. Then he goes in the air, then he lets out a squeal. Comes down again, then he turns a cartwheel. Well, I think I'm a ride until he lets out that squeal. And down goes my head and up comes my heels. Then he starts to whirling and it spins like a top. Then he lands in the middle of six million rocks. When he climbs up again, then it's just about the same. He goes up in the air and comes down with a bang. He goes, he ho, and turns a flip flop. Then he lands on the bottom with him on the top. You can call me a liar or just a darn fool. When I say I got throwed by that Arkansas mule. But I tell you this, master, I'm not going to fool. With him little old devils call the Arkansas mules. Oh, that Arkansas mule. That sun-fishing critters worth leaving alone. As an area buster from Texas to Nome. Good ride that Arkansas mule. Well, I guess I'll go to have to learn to work that a little better if we expect to sing it up at the house. Alabama, if you want to jump to Corral Fence, let's go. Well, I'll be right with you. Turn the foot. Better get back in before... His head is west along the creek. Come on. All right, you ride Pinot and I'll take Blackie. They're all saddled and ready. Well, it's a good thing it's a full moon tonight if Red hadn't gone too far already. I came after you the minute he jumped to Corral Fence. Here's Pinot and Blackie. All right, let's try. Get up, Blackie. Get up. Is he ready yet? Turn the foot. There he goes. Along the hill there. See? Yeah, that's him all right. I know that ride and toss him his head anyway. You'll have to ride hard to ever follow him. Look at him go. Look at him prance along that bridge there. Ain't that a wild beauty? You'd think he had wings. Bone horses become quite a mystery, hasn't they? We'll certainly want to know what Alabama and Tenderfoot discover by following Red into the hills. Be sure to tune in when the Red Horse Ranch is again on the air.