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I can make do
with worn-out harness,

but you spent $1.50 extra
just for some cloth and thread.

The storekeeper saved it
especially for me.

Oh, yeah, sure, he's very nice.

He knows how to make his fortune
from us,

especially from my sister,
who thinks our money grows on trees.

Spend good money
on all that embroidery foolishness.

For what use?
We can't eat it. We can't wear it.

I enjoy it, Johann.

It keeps me busy.

We are busy enough
with work on the ranch.

I think I do my share of that.

All right. Sure, Hilda.

Do I say you don't work?

Just that, to me, money is money.

It's hard to come.

Cost me enough
for all these supplies.

Whoa.

What now?

At this rate, we will never get home.

Hold it.

Take it easy.

Hyah!

Give me your money.

Johann.
Stay still, Hilda.

Hilda, the reins!

Pull! Pull! Pull!

All right.

You win, friend.

Just don't break the guitar.

Now, you got a lot more to worry about
than that, friend.

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let? me here to sing this song

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let? me here to sing this song

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Who's been here
Since I've been gone?

Well, a pretty little girl
With a red dress on

Now, who's been here
Since I've been gone?

Well, a pretty little girl
With a red dress on

Who's been here
Since I've been gone?

Well, a pretty little girl
With a red dress on

Who's been here
Since I've been gone?

Well, a pretty little girl
With a red dress on

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

on, who's been here
Since I've been gone?

Well, a great big man
With a black hat on

Who's been here
Since I've been gone?

A great big man with a black hat on

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let? me here to sing this song

Psst.

Adam. Glad you dropped by.

I got that complaint off
made out against Howard Mead.

The Brunners is already signed.

Now, you just put your John Henry
down here.

Let me talk to him a minute,
will you?

Why, sure.

Might shut him up.

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Let? me here to sing this song

Poor Howard's dead and gone
Yeah

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard is dead and gone

You're in serious trouble, you know.

Or doesn't that worry you?

[don't have a worry
I don't have a care

Going back to Frisco
Lady love me there

Lady love me there

Mm-hm

I can see it doesn't worry you enough
to stop singing.

You take a bird.

Does he sing
because he's got no worries?

Mm-mm.

He sings because he has to,
that's all.

You know,
I've been standing outside there,

listening to some pretty good music

and trying to figure out the fellow
doing the singing.

You know, you, uh...

You know, you handle a guitar
a lot better than you do a gun.

Ain't that the truth?

You know,
I don't know how to say this,

but I wanna thank you
for stopping me.

I've done a lot of things in my time
that I'm not proud of.

But not that one.

That's pretty good.

Yeah, I, uh...

I pick up a few things here and there.

Hey, I do too.

Yeah, I know.
Other people's money.

I'm gonna tell you something,
Adam Cartwright.

I don't give a hoot
if you believe it or not.

That's the first time
I tried a stunt like that with a gun.

Broke, hungry.

Was in town,
I looked in that store window,

there's that big German sodbuster
and his woman,

had a fistful of money
could choke a horse.

The name is Brunner.

Johann and his sister, Hilda.

They're good people
and they work hard for their money.

I'll take your word for it.

The stuff about being hungry,
that's true?

Nobody ever believes
a guitar-picking drifter.

Adam, I got some things to do.

I'd like to get you
to sign this complaint.

Roy, I, uh...

I'd like to talk to the Brunners first.

What do you wanna waste your time
with this guy for?

How do you know
I'm wasting my time?

Besides, it improves the atmosphere
around here.

That? I just don't understand
this yahoo and his singing at all.

Don't try, just listen.

So that's his story.

Well, I'm not saying
that what he did wasn't a crime,

but I think if a man makes one slip,
he deserves a second chance.

I'm not the person
to put another soul in prison.

I will withdraw the complaint.

Well, I do not withdraw.

He pointed a gun at my face
to take my money.

I'll get the satisfaction of putting him
where he belongs.

Oh, Johann.

A whole barrel of flour, grain seed,
mush for the pigs.

Ten, $25 worth I lost
because of that robber.

Oh, I didn't think it was that much.

But, uh, let's say it was 15.

I'll pay for the damages
out of my own pocket

if you drop the charges.

The satisfaction
of putting a man in prison

isn't worth $15, is it, Johann?

Smile as you go by, buddy
Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

My pappy was a poor man
All he ever had was fun

And all he had to give me
Was the earth, the sky and sun

But the greatest thing he told me
Was, "Boy, don't weep or moan

'Cause the man
Who's always crying now

Will always cry alone”

You just smile as you go by, buddy
Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

Who's the singing hand?

It's a new fellow Adam brought in.

Well, he's not a hand yet.

Any word from Sacramento?

Nope. Nothing.

I can't understand it.
Can't sit here twiddling our thumbs

while those millstones are lost
in some Sacramento warehouse.

Why don't I go down there
and take a look?

Yeah, why don't you do that
tomorrow morning?

What about Howard Mead out there?

Well, I can tell you one thing about
him. He can sure sing. Heh.

Well, he may be pretty good at singing,
but as a hand, I don't know.

The fellow worries me some.

Why? Just because he got hungry
and broke?

Lot of men have had that problem
at one time or another.

Yeah, but they haven't tried
to solve that problem with a gun.

But you said yourself
that everybody's entitled

to at least one mistake.

Well, I'll tell you this, Pa,

if he can punch cows
like he can sing,

we got ourselves a gem.

Well, let's talk to him.

Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

Smile as you go by, buddy
Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

Oh, yeah

That's a pretty song.

Fellows, you got some chores to do?

Well, I guess
he's sending us back to work.

Howard, this is my father.
How are you?

My brothers, Hoss, Joe.
Hello.

How are you? Good to see you.
Howard, how are you?

Mr. Cartwright.
Howard,

I understand you would like to
do some work for us.

I certainly would appreciate it, sir.
Anything would be fine.

Well, a couple of things
that should be cleared up first.

About the money
that Adam put up for me, sir,

I plan on paying that back,
the first wages I make.

Well, good, but I was really thinking

about our neighbors and friends,
the Brunners.

I've been aiming to go over

and tell them how sorry I am
about what happened.

In fact, I'll head over there right now.

Well, I'll take you over there tonight

after we done a little
picking and singing first, huh?

My pappy was a poor man
All he ever had was fun

And all he had to give me
Was the earth, the sky and sun

But the greatest thing he told me
Was, "Boy, don't weep or moan

'Cause the man
Who's always crying now

Will always cry alone”

You just smile as you go by, boy

Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
To hear no grown man cry

Smile as you go by, boy
Smile as you go by

Cause I ain't got time
to hear no grown man cry

You just smile as you go by, boy
Smile as you go by

Visitors.

You sure now?

It's Adam Cartwright.

Hello, Hilda, Johann.
Hello.

I think you know who this is.

Of course she knows who he is.

The man who tried to rob us.

I'm here to tell you both
how sorry I am about that.

I never tried anything like that before.

I know there's no excuse.

I'd sure like to make it up to you,
if I could.

Johann,
please invite our company to sit.

Company?

Please, Johann.

Sit.

Adam tells us that you are a musician,
Mr. Mead.

I pick at a guitar now and then.

Sometimes I think he would rather
pick at that thing than eat.

We have not got time
for such foolishness.

Once, she even had some crazy idea
to run off to study music in a school.

And us with a ranch to run here.

I told her we have not the time
to go around to sing and socialize.

Is this a piano?
No, it's harpsichords.

It's very old.

My father brought it from Germany.

It's pretty.

And do you play it?

I used to.

Would you play for me?

Perhaps sometime.

Why not now, Hilda?

I haven't heard you play
for a long time.

Johann?

Look, I can't keep patching that mill.
Is Joe going to Sacramento or not?

Yes, he is, as soon as I get
this letter of authorization written.

Can you take me into Virginia City
in the buckboard?

Sure, anything to get rid of you.

Ha, ha. Thanks a lot.

Hey, Joe.
Ha-ha-ha.

Did I give you that extra cash
to take along?

No, uh-uh.

Hey, Pa?

Howard Mead's gone, Pa,

and along with him,
one of our best mares.

Took a rifle out of the bunkhouse.

They say I'll never settle

They say! was born wild

But they don't know my burden

I'm my mama's hard luck child

My mama's hard luck child

I've been all over this land

From Texas up to Maine

And everywhere I've rambled

Good people curse my name

Good people curse my name

Hello, Adam.

You come to bring me in?

Why?

That horse ain't that valuable.

Sorry you chased all this way
for nothing.

Because it's hello and goodbye.

Don't try anything.

Go ahead, use it.

You stole the money,
you took the mare.

Go ahead, use the gun.
You stole that too.

What kind of a man are you,
Howard?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe I was born wrong.

Or bent wrong.

I never had a mother either,
Cartwright.

Only, I never had a pa.

A pa.

All I remember about him was this--

He was real tall.

He used to sing...

...in jail.

He died in jail.

What's the use of talking about it?
Nobody's listening anyway.

I'm listening.

You know,

sometimes I feel like
I'm never gonna be satisfied anywhere

but in jail or on the run.

Howard,
you got too much going for you.

Just give us a chance to help, huh?

It's charity.
It's not charity.

I never did cotton to charity.
Oh, come on, Howard.

Would you sing some?
You sing a lot better than you talk.

Well, every mad I see

Leads away from me

There's not a single one
That leads me home

All the roads keep saying, "Friend

Come and see
What's round the bend”

So is it any wonder that I mam?

All the places I have been

Keep a-calling me back again

Now down in the pines
I hear the cold wind blow

My heart keeps telling me

Footloose and fancy-free

And the road goes by
And calls me as it go

Well, maybe somewhere

There's a someone
Waiting there with a smile

And maybe there'll be someplace
[can stop and rest a while

Cause maybe you weren't meant
To be just a rolling stone

And there's a road to travel on

That leads you back to home

Oh, but I'll keep traveling on

Keep a-looking at the dawn

Till I can la Y
This lonesome body down

And when that day has come

I never more will mam

And every mad I see
Will lead me home

And when that day has come

I never more will mam

And every mad I see
Will lead me home

Yeah. Ha-ha-ha.

Adam, I know he's had a hard life,

but what's gonna make him
change his ways now?

Well, I think he's learned something.

I think he's learned
that people care about him.

Is that gonna make him
change his ways?

Well, I'll say this.

I'll take the responsibility for him.
Deal?

All right.

Just don't forget
that old Indian saying:

'Fool me once, a curse on you.

Fool me twice, a curse on me."

Whoa, ho.

Well, by George, Howard, you can.
Can what?

Well, you can punch a cattle
dang near as good as you can sing.

Thanks. I gotta get cleaned up
and get on into town.

I'm seeing Hilda tonight.

Maybe I'll even take her to dance.

Good. I'll see you there.

Hey, just remember, she's my girl.
Come on.

Early one morning

Just as the sun was rising

Ihearda mfidchen sing in
The valley below

0h, don't deceive me

Oh, never leave me

How could you use
A poor mfidchen so?

Remember the vows that
You made to your Mary

Remember the bower where
You vowed to be true

0h, don't deceive me

Oh, never leave me

How could you use
A poor mfidchen so?

That's mighty pretty.

Play another?
No.

Now you play one. And we'll listen.

And after that, I make some coffee.

We have a fire.
What did you do with the lamp?

Kerosene costs money.

Johann's right.

I like it better
with the light down low anyway.

But I'll keep a-traveling on

Keep a-looking at the dawn

Till I can la Y
This lonesome body down

And when that day has come

Oh, I never more Wm mam

And every mad I see
Will lead me home

Howard, you always sing
such lonely songs.

Do I?

Tell you what.

Let's go to town.

There's big doings
in Virginia City tonight.

And you and me might do
a little dancing.

No, I don't think I should.

I really don't dance very well
and I don't have a dress to wear.

What do you call what you have on,
an Indian blanket?

Come on, let's give it a whirl.

The answer is no.

I'm not asking you to the dance,
brother, I'm asking your sister.

You don't hear so good.

She told you no.

Now you can get out of this house.

Johann,
I won't have you talk like that.

What do you think he is after,

with all his singing
and his smart talk?

You?

My money, that's what he's after.

Why else would he spend
so much of his time

going for a plain little nothing?

Mr. Mead?

I like very much to go to the dance.

I get my wrap.

Hilda, I didn't mean what I said.

I do not want you to go out
with this man.

He's not good for you.

Why?

Because he's kind to me?

Because he appreciates me?

Hilda.

What about me?

You are leaving me all alone.

Johann, I love you very much,

but you are my brother.

Hilda.

Well, welcome back.

It's good to be back, brother.

How was your trip?

Long and dusty.

I found the lost order.

Yeah, Pa told me. To tell you the truth,
I didn't expect you back so soon.

Don't they have any pretty girls
down there?

They had some pretty girls, but
there's something I wanted to tell you.

Wanted to tell you,
there's a dance here.

Told Pa we'd be home after it's over.

The dance can wait.
Come on over, I'll buy you a beer.

Like a couple of beers, Murray.

Now, come on, outwith it.

Well?

Down in Sacramento,
I found out Howard Mead

is wanted by the law in California.

But we knew that, didn't we?
Some trouble he got in.

And the trouble is murder.

I don't believe it.

You better start believing.

Meads is as good with a gun
as he is with a guitar.

Shot and killed a saloonkeeper.

That's not his first killing either.

He's wanted for murder of a man
in Kentucky

and a string of robberies
all the way across the country.

It's good thing
I see your horses outside.

I want to tell you
about your song-singing friend.

What about him?

This is what about.

He robbed me
when my back was turned,

when he was pretending
to court my sister.

Forty-six $5 gold pieces.

Now I got that thief
right where I want him.

Johann.

If it's true,
you ought to go to the sheriff.

So he can let him go,
like the last time?

No. No sheriff.

I handle this my way now.

Where you think he's going?

Probably to the town hall.
Howard took Hilda to the dance.

Get the sheriff. I'll meet you there.
All right.

Howard Mead.

Howard,
how about you getting your guitar

and playing some songs for us folks
while we rest a bit?

Yeah!
Come on, Howard.

Oh, yeah.

[don't have a worry
[don't have a care

Going down to Frisco
All my friends are there

All my friends are there

Thief!

You listen to a thief.

He should be put in jail
where he belongs.

Hilda, wait outside.

Johann.

You want to be here with this man
who took all our money?

You are crazy.

Johann.

Get out!

You want to sing song?

Hold it right there, Mead.

Now, drop that gun.
Johann.

Johann.

Adam, are you all right?
I'm all right.

He's dead, all right.

Mead, this time,
I'm arresting you for murder.

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Who'll be here to sing his song?

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Who'll be here to sing his song?

Can't you sing something cheerful?

[don't have a worry
I don't have a care

Going to hanging
All my friends are there

That's cheerful?

Hilda?

Hilda.

Anybody home?

I keep thinking of her
sitting in that dark house.

What thoughts she must be thinking,

hating Howard and hating me.

You?
If it wasn't for me,

Johann would still be alive.

Where are you going?
See Howard.

And take him your guitar.

Yeah, well, he's gonna die.

Man should have some comfort

It's the only thing
that ever meant anything to him.

Hang me up high, boys

Forty feet high

So I can see her

As she rides by

Thanks.

You know, I guess Hilda was right.

I always sing the lonely ones.

Have you seen her?
No.

Do me a favor, Adam.

Ask her to forgive me.

You know,
no matter what other lies I told,

I really did care for her.

How much of the rest was lies?

They're all lies, I guess.

Well, I've stole and I've killed.

Lying didn't seem
to make much difference.

Strongest of oak is the gallows

Tightest of knots is the noose

Why, oh, why did I kill (batman?

Now I 7! never get loose

Now I 7! never get loose

Boy, you're looking to die.

I've rode o'er hot dry deserts

And over mountains tall

I believed in the Badlands saying

A good gun never falls

A good gun never falls

Well, Adam, listen to me

Yeah, hear the words I tell

If you can't help it
Don't you cross the Law

You'll spend your days in

Well, you'll finish your life in, yeah

Go away.

Hilda, it's Adam. I wanna talk to you.

Howard sent a message to you.

He asks you to forgive him.

Was that all?

No, he said that no matter
what other lies he may have told you,

that he really did care for you.

There's no hope for him, is there?

Not anymore.

Adam.

I love him.

Hilda, the man threw his life away.

Now, don't you go
and throw yours away too, huh?

Thank you
for bringing the message.

Did you go over to see
Hilda Brunner today?

Yeah.
Well, something funny happened.

I passed her on the road
and she stopped me

and asked me to tell you
to please forgive her.

What do you suppose
she meant by that?

Thanks. I'll never forget it.

What? I'm coming with you.

You can't.
You'll just get yourself killed.

I don't care. I want to be with you.

Well, I don't want you.
You'd just be in the way.

Nobody goes with me!

Hold it there, Mead.

Howard!

You make a fine, big target, Adam.

I could've put the rest of these
in your back.

Why didn't you?

Who'll sing my songs...

...when poor Howard's...

...dead and gone?

Who'll be left...

...to sing his songs?

Hilda.

These are the final papers
to the sale of your ranch.

I reckon the bank told you
that they'd transfer the money

to your address in Germany?

Yes. Thank you, sheriff.

Well, the stage will be ready
to leave in a minute.

Adam?
Yeah?

I still can't understand it.

To be able to sing like that

with so much feeling and sorrow
for the people,

and their sorrows,

and yet to be what he was. Why?

I don't know.

A hundred reasons probably.

You just have to forget him.

Is that why he lived?

To be forgotten?

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Let? me here to sing his song

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Let? me here

Maybe not.

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Let? me here to sing his song

Miller.

Goodbye, Adam.
Bye.

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

Poor Howard's dead and gone

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