 Life on the red horse ranch. Since the boys went after the cattle rustlers and brought back the herd, things have been much happier at Red Horse Ranch. The cattle have been sold and enough money was raised to keep Dad Carter from selling his ranch for another year. In celebration, Dad has invited everyone from all over the range to a barn dance at the ranch house. Let's join the folks as the parties in full swing. Take us down across the Pancas Valley down to Santa Fe town All the Santa Fe folks, they sure are gay when the old fiestas in full swing fall starlight They laugh and sing and they never fight Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet All we're all going down to Santa Fe town To join the big fiesta All we're all going down to Santa Fe town To join the big fiesta All in Santa Fe town To join the big fiesta Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet All we're all going down to Santa Fe town To join the big fiesta All we're all going down to Santa Fe town To join the big fiesta Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Percadillo died, old one tweet tweet Bricka dino dy-do, one-two-three Bricka dino dy-do, one-two-three It's a horse outfit that can do some playing and fancy Yodeling as well as wrestle a full grown steered a tech swing Come on! You don't never hear techs sing much but he sure makes up for it when it comes to singing You're about ready to sing one for the folks techs? Well, supposing we'll let the folks listen but this one's especially for Miss Rose Parker Well, you hear that, Rose? Come on up here Well, come on up here. This ain't no time to be holding back. Now you stand right up here while Tex sings for you. Alright, Alabama. Bear down on it, Tex. The bright stars are gleaming. It's night time again. On the banks of the Old Simmerone. The wild wolf is howling for out on the plains beneath the light all. Since the day I strayed, it longed. I punched no more cattle. Well, just a minute, Rose. I'd like this next dance with you if nobody else is ahead of me. Well, I, uh, I've already promised the next dance, Alabama. I'm sorry. Well, how about... Well, that's funny. She walked right off from me. Something wrong between you and Rose, Alabama? Not that I knowed her, but she ain't seem to be just right all evening. You can't say that about Dad Carter, because here he comes now. Uh, something you want us to play for you, Dad? Well, you just keep on playing whatever you like, boys, and have a good time. All the folks are enjoying it. But say, boys, look, look who's come clean out from Danville to the party. Mark, did nice music you're putting out? Yeah, sure. Well, well, if it ain't old Sheriff Simpson. What do we do with it, boys? I got a notion to pull one of these rattlesnakes out of my pocket and stick it on him. No, no, no, Arizona. Don't you do anything like that. I can't stand them rattlesnakes. Now, now, you leave the Sheriff alone, boys. He's a guest in my house. I don't hold no grudge against him. Oh, well, go on with your Johnson boys, but say, Alabama. As long as I'm here, I want to ask you something. Well, fire right ahead, Sheriff. This is a free country. Well, now, it may be just talk, but somebody out here told me that you were thinking on bringing that Dawson boy over here to Red Hawks to take care of him. Well, I don't know if that concerns you much, does it, Sheriff? Of course it does. Of course it does. I won't have it, that's what. And I reckon you knew who his dad was. Well, not for sure. Some say Dawson ain't his dad. Dawson was shot in that gun battle in Roaring River last week. Left the boy with nowhere to go. Somebody's got to look after him. And he's Dawson's son already, but now, now you listen to me. That boy'll be just like his dad. Lock, stock and barrel. And you can't bring him into his county, Alabama. I ain't gonna stand for him. Don't you worry, Farwick. I'll have something to say about that anyhow. Hey, where's the music? Oh, sure enough. I forgot about the rest of you folks. I think we'll bring Idaho up here this time. You've got your jug Idaho? What's that? It's Jug. No, no, there ain't gonna be no biggin' around here. Bye, Tuff. Simpkins, this jug's as empty as your head. He loves gin and I love rum. Tell you what, don't we have fun? Ha, ha, ha, you and me, you and me. That's my jug, don't I love thee? If I had a cow that eats us milk, a feeder on the finest silk, feeder on the choicest me. You know her 20 times a day. Ha, ha, ha, you and me. That's my jug, don't I love thee? Ha, ha, ha, you and me. The folks in Adams Rays put together in one place. And I'd prepare to drop a tear, or I'd part with you, my dear. Ha, ha, ha, you and me, you and me. That's my jug, don't I love thee? I'll take it. I'm playing that all right. Ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Even for now. Would you like a wall? All right, tender foot. You remember how that riot wall goes? You got mixed up on the last wall. I've got to talk to you. Just for a minute. All right, what is it, Alabama? I was surprised at the way you've been acting toward me tonight. Well, I was a little surprised myself. You surprised? What about? Well, Alabama, if I were you, I think I'd be a little more careful of the place I chose to talk over my personal likes and dislikes. Well, Rose, what in the world are you talking about? I suppose you didn't notice last night that when you and tender foot were talking that you were right under my window. Why, uh, you mean last night? I don't suppose you would remember. It probably wasn't that important to you. Well, Rose, maybe what I said to tender foot wasn't exactly the truth. About the way I feel toward you. But Rose, tender foot's a swell fellow. Tender foot? Oh, why, he's just a kid. Oh, there's Bob. Hello, Bob. Hey, Alabama. Yeah? Excuse me for bothering you, but I've been looking all over for you. Well, here I am. There's a fellow outside who wants to see you about something. Don't know who he is. Says it's mighty important. Oh, sure. Excuse me, Rose. Where'd you say he was, Bob? Out there on the veranda. Seemed mighty anxious to see you. All right, I'll be right out there. Thanks, Bob. See you later, Rose. Jumping tombstones. Wonder what Alabama's up to now. Who was he, Bob? Sure, I couldn't tell you. It looked like a city phone near as I could make out. Well, what do you suppose he was with Alabama? Well... Alabama's actions are getting more mysterious than ever, aren't they? We'll all want to keep tuned in and find out what new turn of events is in store for the folks on Red Horse Ranch.