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[music playing]

[horses galloping]

[train whistle]

[music playing]

[crash]

Hey!

This is a fine way
to meet the new boss.

[train whistle]

Come on, snap into it.

Get that wagon fixed.

Well, it took him two weeks
to get here from England.

It ain't going to hurt him to
wait four or five minutes more.

Where is he?

I wish he'd hurry.

I can hardly wait
to see the ranch.

I wouldn't allow
myself to become

too interested in it, Edward.

The place is so burdened
with debts that you can't

possibly keep it, you know.

[gunshots]

[whooping]

[gunshots]

Hi there, folks.

You're Gene Autry, the steward
of the estate, I presume?

The foreman, yes, sir.

I'm Henry Wyndham,
the new solicitor.

This is your employer,
Edward, the Earl of Granville.

How do you do, Mr. Autry?

Just call me
Gene, young fellow.

How are you?

Very well, thank you.

Get these bags in
the rig, fellas.

My father spoke
very highly of you.

Thanks.

Fine fellow, Old Spud was.

Spud?

You called him Spud?

Yeah.

He had a weakness for potatoes.

Besides, we all liked him.

My word.

Your dad was just
like one of the boys.

I think you'll like
the ranch, too.

Sorry, but you needn't
make plans for me.

I'm selling the place today.

Why, he can't do that, Gene.

Why, we promised
Old Spud we'd make

a real westerner out of him.

Don't worry.
We will.

I'll drive alone, thank you.

[cheers]

[music playing]

[applause]

I say, Autry.

Why haven't you reported the
rents from all those tenants?

Tenants?

Well, they're not tenants.

They're ranch help.

They've been taking care of
this place for your father

for a long time.

Now they look to you
to take care of them.

Better change into your
riding clothes, Edward,

if you're to see the place
before the buyer arrives.

Yes, sir.

You'll have the
saddles, Mr. Autry.

Yes, they'll be ready.

[music playing]

Well, he's Spud's
boy, all right,

but he ain't a bit like him.

I'll say he isn't.

It can't be real.

That bay horse is well broke.

You'd better ride him.

[horse whinny]

That sorrel looks sporting.

Yeah, but it takes a
real rider to top him.

I've had the advantage of
the very best instruction,

thank you, Mr. Autry.

I'll ride the sorrel.

OK with me.

Leg up, please.

Are you hurt, son?

No.

You better rest before
you try it again.

I don't recall asking
your advice, Mr. Autry.

If you'd please open that gate,
he'd run instead of pitching.

Maybe.

[music playing]

[whooping]

[dramatic music playing]

Hold!

[music playing]

Mr. Autry, will you
accept my apology?

I should have listened to you.

GENE AUTRY: Ah, forget it.

We all make mistakes.

The big thing is to admit 'em.

And thank you for
your help, mister-- uh.

Well, just call me Frog.

You're a regular
fella after all.

We can make a swell
Westerner out of you.

That would be splendid.

All right.

Let's go.

[music playing]

What a glorious view.

Can we wait a minute?

Sure.

That was your dad's
favorite look-out.

Go on up if you want to.

We'll wait.

[music playing]

He's a fine boy, Frog, and it's
up to us to see him through.

Nice view up there, Spud.

Sometimes the wind kind of
blows dust in your eyes.

You know, Gene, I have
the strangest feeling.

This all seems like home to me.

I do wish I didn't
have to sell the ranch.

Maybe you won't
have to sell it.

[music playing]

HENRY WYNDHAM: Hello, Edward.

Mr. Neale is here to close
for the purchase of the ranch.

Mr. Neale, the
Earl of Granville.

How are you?

How do you do, Mr. Neale?

This is Mr. Autry, my foreman.

He can answer any
questions you'd

like to ask about the place.

I'm familiar enough
with it, thanks.

Had my eye on it
for some time now.

Still rough for farming, but
it's all right for horses.

-You in the horse business?
-Yes.

I break and train
them for the Army.

There ought to be pretty
good money in that.

It pays pretty well.

I'm glad to hear it.

There's the answer to
our problems, Spud.

What problem?

How to hang on to the ranch.

What are you talking about?

We've got hundreds of
fine horses on this ranch.

We'll break them and train
them and sell them to the Army.

How about it?

Right you are, Gene.

HENRY WYNDHAM: Look here, Autry.

You're taking entirely
too much upon yourself.

I don't think so, Mr. Wyndham.

I think it's a splendid idea.

This is ridiculous, Wyndham.

We made a deal and you've
got to stick to it.

I can't dispose of
this boy's inheritance

without his consent.

What about the
ranch's creditors?

What about the money old
man Granville owed me?

How are you going to pay off?

They will be taken care
of in due time, Mr. Neale.

And that time expires
in exactly 60 days.

I am quite aware of that.

What is your decision, Edward.

I am leaving it up to
Gene, whatever he says.

Then we'll keep the ranch.

Come on, Spud.

We got a lot of work
to take care of.

We'll be seeing you, Mr. Neale.

[music playing]

COWBOYS [SINGING]:
Riding the range all day.

Holding the range all day.

Riding until my bones are weary.

[inaudible] all day.

Cattle and plains all day.

With the blistering
sun, lots of work

will be done while cattle
graze, cattle graze.

When they're on the run
and the stampede's begun,

my saddle strains
rounding up strays.

I'm riding the range all day.

Out in the plains all day.

Riding until my bones are weary.

Riding my hide all day.

We'll all go down,
we're going to leave

Cheyenne with the setting sun.

Cross the great
divide, then our boss

will decide our glory's
won, chores are done.

Riding, riding, riding,
riding, riding the range.

We're riding the range all day.

Champ's acting strange all day.

Guess that he knows
my days are dreary.

Riding the range all day.

Riding my life away.

It's been a swell
round-up, Spud,

and I'm mighty proud of you.

Why, you're turning out
to be a real Westerner.

I never knew the West
would be like this, Gene.

It seems as if I've
lived here all my life.

Don't you hanker to go
back to England, son?

Never heard of the place, son.

You know, Betsy
is a swell animal.

She and I are like crumpets
and tea, that close.

Clear the road,
you stupid yokels!

What's the hurry?

You idiot.

I say move over.

GENE AUTRY: Now wait a minute.

I don't wait for anybody.

Well, that's too bad.

Hold the road, boys.

We're not climbing cliffs for
anybody that talks like that.

Push through, driver.

Get up, bag.

Ha.

Please, Dad.

I can't stand this.

Slow down.

Yeah.

Why won't you give us the road?

You want the road?

I'll give you the dusty road.

[SINGING] Folks keep
raving about the west,

saying that they guess
that they'll like it best,

but there's one thing
that they sure forgot.

It's these dusty roads
when it gets hot.

Oh, dusty deserts
and dusty hills,

keep up the blowin' till
your ears are filled.

Dusty daytime and dusty
dreams, the fish leave a cloud

of dust swimming upstream.

Ground his bat as
hard as a rock,

now ain't no water
for all of our stock.

And all of the hogs
down by the shoot

have to double
header just to root.

Dusty deserts, dusty
hills, keep up the blowin'

till your ears are filled.

Oh, dusty daytime,
dusty dreams, the fish

leave a cloud of dust
swimming upstream.

Yee!

Well, I went home to
get a pail of water.

I stubbed my toe
and I fell down.

I rushed back home
to get another pail.

Then I caught the water
fore it hit the ground.

[coughing]

[carriage rattling]

You smart aleck!

Let's step on it, boys.

We got horses to sell.

[bugle]

Halt.

Hello, partner.

Say, who would we
see about selling

some horses to the Calvary?

Colonel Allen, QMC.

The last house on officer's row.

Well, me and Spud
will stay out here.

You go on in.

-Tired?
-Oh, no.

Not tired.

I'm hot.
This heat gets me.

Looks cool in that tent.

Don't it.

I had a pup tent one time.

Well, what kind of
puppies did you have, Frog?

I didn't have any puppies.

Oh.

Here's a bugle.

Do you know how to play it?

Oh, sure.

I can really play
one of them things.

[bugle notes]

What do you want me to play?

Here's one called "Assembly."

I play that with one hand.

[bugle music]

I don't need no
music to play that.

[bugle music]

Here's a harder one.

"Boots and Saddles."

[bugle music]

Oh, try the next.
"Prepare the Mount."

[bugle music]

[horses galloping]

Oh, come on, Frog.

Just this one more.

"Charge."

[bugle music]

[horses galloping]

[bugle music]

[horses galloping]

[water splashing]

How am I doing?

Not bad for a beginner.

Good afternoon, Colonel Allen.

Sit down, gentlemen.

I'm sorry to be late,
but I was delayed

by a spot of the
dumbest, stupidest yokels

that ever blocked the road.

There's the fire code.

Our bids are on a
contract for 1,000 horses.

We'll be open here as
advertised at nine o'clock

tomorrow morning.

[bugle music]

Fire call!

[bugle music]

Everybody's running.

It must be time to eat.

Come on.

Say, where's the fire?

Fire?

Is there a fire?

You again, eh?

Why you-- you--

Well, I was just a-practicing.

Practicing?

You've demoralized the entire
post with your practicing.

Keep these two out of here.

Even if you have to shoot 'em.

Oh, it's no use, Jim.

We'll never get the
dust out of them.

You're not going to let a fresh
cowboy spoil your entire day,

are you?

He's done it already.

And if I ever lay
my hands on him--

[buzzer]

Well?

How do you do?

Is your boss home?

My boss?

Yes.

Oh.

No, sir.

Well, that's too bad.

I came all the way from Custer
to sell him some horses.

You did?

Oh.

I-- I'm so sorry he isn't
in to take care of you.

Uh, won't you come in, sir?

He'll be back most any minute.

I believe I will.

Won't you sit down, mister--

Autry's the name, ma'am.

Gene Autry.

Mr. Autry.

Excuse me a minute.

I've got something to attend to.

Jim.

It's that cowboy.

He wants to sell
some horses to Dad.

And when I get through
with Mr. Gene Autry,

he's going to be the
laughingstock of this county.

Autry?
Did you say Gene Autry?

Yes.

Of course you'll help
him sell his horses.

It'll be a pleasure.

[music playing]

I hope you don't
mind waiting, sir.

No, not at all, now.

Say, miss, is your boss
as easy to get along with,

or is he an old crab?

Well, that depends.

The old crab can be handled
if you know the trick.

Well, that's just what I want
to know, how to handle him.

I've got to get that
horse contract tomorrow,

and you can help me if you will.

Oh.

I see.

GENE AUTRY: What's the matter?

Oh, you men are all alike.

Make a girl think you like her
and all you really want is just

information on Army contracts.

But that isn't all I want.

Say, I'd like to
take you out tonight.

You aren't teasing me?

Why, certainly not.

How about going to the
Spanish cafe, the Casa Granda?

Oh.

Wouldn't you be ashamed to be
seen in such an elegant place

with a servant girl?

Why, stand up.

There you are.

Anyone that didn't
know you would

think you were a real lady.

Oh, thank you, sir.

You say the sweetest things.

Ah, that's nothing really.

Well, I guess I'd
better be going.

Would you get my hat?

Looks like a horse jumped in
the middle of it, doesn't it?

Does it?

GENE AUTRY: I'll call
for you at eight.

[music playing]

[SINGING] Ya ha ha ha ho.

[singing in spanish]

[applause]

You know, you're the best
dressed girl in the place.

Oh.

The dress looks
like it costs plenty.

It did.

The boss's daughter paid for it.

Oh.

She gives you her
old clothes, huh?
Oh, yes.

Sometimes she lets me
wear her new ones, too.

What's she like, anyway?

Oh, she's a very charming
girl with one weakness.

What's that?

She has a mad desire to
shoot every cowboy she sees.

That sounds pretty
bad, doesn't it?

Does she like music?

Yes.

Maybe I could tame
her by singing to her.

[SINGING] You're as sweet
as valeros in June, dear.

I love you, adore you, I do.

Why, each night
through love lands,

we wander, sweetheart,
telling love stories anew.

Out of a blue sky, the
dark clouds came rolling,

breaking my heart in two.

Don't leave me alone,
I love only you.

You're the one rose
that's left in my heart.

[applause]

That might interest you.

But I'm not interested
in the colonel's daughter.

It's the colonel
I'm worrying about.

How do I handle him?

By his ears.

His ears?

Yes.

He's very hard of hearing, on
account of all the shooting

in the Army, you know.

You mean you've
got to yell at him?

Yes.

You stand right up close and
shout right into his ear.

He'll do most anything.

He likes it.

Thanks for telling me.

Don't forget.

Closer the better, and
shout right out loud.

[SHOUTING] Don't worry.

When I present my bid to
the colonel in the morning,

he'll hear me all right.

[laughter]

GENE AUTRY [SHOUTING]:
Good morning, colonel.

Who are you?

[SHOUTING] I'm Gene Autry.

Sorry I didn't know
who you were yesterday.

Here's my bid for the contract.

All right.
All right.

Sit down.

[SHOUTING] Thank you.

What's the matter
with that maniac?

Probably a little deaf.

Most deaf people shout
without knowing it.

Oh.

[SHOUTING] Before you
open the bids, I'd like

to show you some of my horses.

[SHOUTING] I've already seen
the best part of your horses.

[SHOUTING] But I've got
some fine horses to sell you.

[SHOUTING] I know.

Good cow horses.

I don't want them at any price.

Can't use them.

[SHOUTING] But
Colonel, listen--

Spud.

Just to look at me,
you'd never think

that I was a champion shotputter
in my college, now, would you?

Just to look?

No, Frog.

I don't think I would.

Just to look.

Well, I ain't a-kidding.

I was.

I could throw one
of these things

further than anybody
in the reform school--

or I mean the college.

You know, I don't know what
they put this thing on here for.

Must be some kind
of a new thing.

Now you watch.

I might break one of
my old records here.

[bomb exploding]

[dramatic music playing]

That's my horse.

Get him, Champ.

[dramatic music playing]

Look at that horse!

He's got more sense than some
of the cowboys around here.

That's the kind of animal
I want for the service.

Who's the owner of that horse?

[SHOUTING] I am, sir.

Well, let's see your bid.

Autry, your bid is exactly
the same as Neale's.

[SHOUTING] But my
horses are better.

Who says they are?

Say, how about a test.

Are you each willing to
pick your best dozen horses

and race them around
the reservation?

The winner to get the contract?

[SHOUTING] That's
all right with me.

You're on.

All right.

We run the race tomorrow morning
over the training ground.

Agreed?

[SHOUTING] Yes, sir!

Can you give me a stable where
my horse will be safe tonight?

I'm camped right
outside the fort.

Orderly.

Put Mr. Autry's
horses in stable 11A.

[SHOUTING] Thank you, Colonel.

Keep your eyes open, boys.

I'm going to look
the racecourse over.

If you want me for anything,
I'll be at the colonel's horse.

Give her our regards, Romeo.

[music playing]

Nice work, Champ.

[dramatic music playing]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[dramatic music playing]

[gunshots]

[dramatic music playing]

[thud]

[dramatic music playing]

[thud]

Drop those guns.

Now take off your
boots, both of you.

Tell Neale that if I ever
see you fellas again,

he's going to start looking
for a couple of new hands.

Now start running.

[gunshots]

[music playing]

I sure hope old Windy gets here
with them boys before the race

tomorrow.

Mr. Wyndham has
my instructions.

He'll be here.

Who's in charge here?

Gene Autry.

What did you want
to see him about?

I got a court order here
attaching any and all property

of the Granville Ranch.

Jim Neale is the complainer.

Now you look here.

You can't serve an
order like that.

We got to race them
horses in the morning

and Jim Neale knows it.

I don't make the laws.

I carry them out.

Where's Autry?
Well, he went over--

He--he's in the tack room
repairing the saddles.

I'll show you.

All right.

You'll find him in here.

[thud]

Spud, you're almost
as smart as me.

Now you stay here.

I'm going over and find Gene.

[knocking]
-Help.

Help.

Let me out of here.

Halt. Who's there?

I got to get in.

Come on.
Move out of the way.

No admittance to you.

Commanding officer's orders.

-Well, it's important.
-Come on.

Move along or I'll
call the guard.

OFFICER: Close up here,
you fellas. [inaudible].

Hep.

Hep.

Come on.

Get in step and close up.

Left, right, left.

Hep.

Hep.

Hep.

Come on.

Hep.

Hep.

Hep.

Hep.

One, two, three, four.

Close up.

Hey, you!

Fall in.

Hep.

Hep.

Hep.
Hep.

Detail.

Halt. Come on, close up.

[whistling]

OFFICER: Hey!

Get back in line.

Come on out, you
rookies, and fall in.

Well, please sir--

Fall in.

Come on, make it snappy.

Attention.

Right shoulder, arm.

Gene.

Hey, Gene.

Shut up and stay in line!

Oh, mister--
Quiet!

Hard time.

Right.

One, two, three, four.

One, two.

Forward march.

Oh!
I'm sorry, mister.

Don't you know enough to salute
before you address an officer?

Uh huh.

-Oh, clowning, eh?
-Yeah.

Or-- oh, no.
No.

Sergeant.

This rookie needs special
drill instructions.

See that he gets them.

Yes, sir.

Follow me.

There's that
loudmouth Autry again.

Tell him I'm not in.

Well, he may be
coming to see me.

You?

Yes, you see, he
thinks I'm the maid.

I'm getting even for the way
he treated us on the road.

You rascal.

But I warn you to
put on ear muffs.

You keep out of the way and
I'll have him on his knees

to me yelling uncle.

[buzzer]

Oh, hello.

Hello.

I'm sorry, sir.

The colonel isn't in.

Well, you don't think I came
to see old sour puss, do you?

May I take your hat?

Oh, no.

How about you and I going out
after you finish your work?

Well, maybe.

But you see, I have to
clean this room first.

Won't you sit down, sir?

[humming]

Must keep you
pretty busy, keeping

a big place like this clean.

Yes, it is hard work.

But I don't mind.

Gosh, this room's dirty.

Looks like it needs
a thorough cleaning.

So it does.

Look at that floor.

Why don't you scrub it?

Me?
Well, sure.

You just said you
didn't mind hard work.

Oh, so I don't, but--

Where's the
buckets and brushes?

The sooner you get it cleaned,
the quicker we get out of here.

[SINGING] Come
gather all around me,

you boys that want a wife.

You'd better take
my warning, you'll

thank me all of your life.

My brother was a bachelor
and he wished he was again.

He'd never give up that single
bliss to wear a ball and chain.

Oh, why did he get married?

Why did he don this neck-yoke?

If he talks back,
she'll give him a smack

and he's liable to
get his neck broke.

[yodeling]

When he popped the question,
here's the answer that he got.

You'll have to build a house
on it before I share your lot.

He went to see her father.

He cussed to beat the band.

So before he got
the old man's boot,

he took the daughter's hand.

Oh, why did he get married?

Look what he's went and done.

It takes three times as much
for two to live as cheap as one.

Oh, why did he get married?

He wish he was single again.

Old Solomon didn't have
the thousand wives.

The thousand wives had him.

[yodeling]

There.

That's enough for today.

Oh, no.

There's two more rooms yet.

I said that's enough.

[thud]

[thud]

[giggling]

[thud]

[giggling]

That's it.

Right face.

Left face.

Left face.

Right face.

Order arm.

At ease.

Attention!

Let me hear those heels click.

Right shoulder arm.

About face.

Forward march.

One, two, three.

Rear.

March.

Halt!

Attention.

Forward march.

Have it quick, you slugger.

Faster, faster.

Faster, faster.

Haul 'em right.

March.

Faster, faster.

Double quick.

Nice Polly.

Pretty Polly.

[machine guns whirring]

[shouting]

The attachment hasn't
been served yet, boss.

I can't locate the constable.

I want you to make
sure that Autry's

horses won't be ready for
the race in the morning.

Understand?

Right.

I suppose if you win
the race tomorrow,

you'll forget all about me.

Not a chance.

I'll have something very
important to say to you.

Couldn't you tell
me what it is now?

Well, you see, I need
someone like you on the ranch.

We have a big house to keep
clean and, uh, a lot of ranch

hands to feed.

And with your experience in
house work, you'd be a cinch.

And I'll pay you a good salary.

Oh.

Oh, no.

That isn't really
what I meant to say.

JIM NEALE: Good evening.

Aren't you carrying this
joke a little too far?

Easy there, Neale.

If the lady prefers
my company to yours,

that proves she has good taste.

Isn't that right, Ms. Allen?

Ms. Allen?

Why, yes.

Haven't you two met before?

Oh, so the joke wasn't on him.

It was on me.

Why I think you're
just a cheap--

[punch]

I'm sorry to have spoiled your
fun, Ms. Allen, but you see,

I don't like to
be made a fool of.

Neither do I. Why didn't you
tell me you knew who I was?

Why didn't you tell
me who you were?

That's beside the point.

A gentleman wouldn't
do what you did.

And a lady wouldn't
do what you did.

Now do you want me to tell you
what I really think of you?

Frankly, it doesn't make
a bit of difference to me.

You're the worst
spoiled brat that ever

an Army officer could have the
hard luck of being saddled to.

And you tell the colonel
he has my sympathy.

[slap]

[door slam]

[bugle music]

[fire roaring]

[bugle music]

[dramatic music playing]

I've got to save Betsy, Frog!

She'll burn to death!

Spud, come back here.

Don't go in there!

No, Spud!

Hey, Spud.

Come out of there.

[dramatic music playing]

Hey, Spud!

Spud, where are you?

[coughing]

[fire crackling]

[music playing]

Take him to a hospital, quick.

Here, give him to me.

How did that fire start?

I don't know.

I saw a blaze in the barn and
I run in there to put it out,

and somebody clunked
me right on the head.

I kept on him but he got away.

Did you recognize him?

Oh, no.

It was too dark in there.

But I grabbed his watch.

I'm going to use
it to catch him.

Well, let's go
see how many horses

we have left for the race.

All right.

There now, see?

You're not going to
miss the race after all.

Here we have seats right
on top of the grand stand.

12 against each side.

They haven't got a chance.

Don't be too sure.

Now listen, men.
Don't forgot my orders.

We're in this race to win,
and I don't care how we win.

A fine way to lose
Edward's ranch for him.

I should have known
better than to trust you.

We haven't lost it
yet, have we, Champ?

And don't you forget,
Windy, I'm in this race, too.

I might surprise somebody.

[bugle music]

COLONEL ALLEN: This race is over
the Calvary training grounds

and back to here.

All hurdles and obstacles
must be taken by the horses.

Autry's riders will
wear white hats.

Neale's men will wear black.

[bugle music]

CONSTABLE: Help!

Let me out of here!

Help!

Help, let me out.

Has the race started yet?

[bugle music]

COLONEL ALLEN: Four judges
are stationed along the course

and each rider will
be checked by them.

Good luck, Autry!

[SHOUTING] Thank you, Colonel!

Wait!
Stop!

Wait a minute!
Stop!

OFFICER: Halt!
[gunshot]

[shouts]

[music playing]

Hey, you lost your watch.

[music playing]

[thud]

One down, four to go.

[horses galloping]

[music playing]

[snap]

[thud]

[horses galloping]

[music playing]

Hey, is this yours?

No.

Check point number
two reporting.

Neale has 11 horses
still in the race.

Autry, three.

Neale is leading.

Where's Autry?

At the tenth, I believe.

Frog just passed him.

Good for the croaker!

Come on, Frog!

[music playing]

Hey, is this your watch?

Oh, so you're the guy, huh?

[music playing]

[horses galloping]

[punch]

[music playing]

Hey, come back with our bikes!

[music playing]

Neale is leading.

Autry 20 necks behind
and losing ground fast.

[music playing]

[horses galloping]

[punching]

Come on, boy.

Get him, Champ.

[music playing]

[horses galloping]

[music playing]

Yikes!

Gene!

Tally ho!

[shouting]

[cheers]

COLONEL ALLEN: Autry wins!

Pip pip!

And an extra pip for Autry!

I have a stake of my own
in this race, Ms. Allen.

You see, I shall lose
everything if Gene

doesn't win that contract.

Why, I didn't know the race
meant so much to you, Spud.

I don't know what I would
have done without Gene.

He's been swell.

You're awfully fond
of him. aren't you?

Well, sure.

Everyone is.

Aren't you?

Oh.

[cheers]

[SHOUTING]
Congratulations, Autry.

[SHOUTING] Thank you, Colonel!

Look at that.

Colonel, it's the man that
set the stable on fire.

I got him.

You're in a tough spot, Larkin.

You have only one chance.

Who made you try to
burn up my horses?

He did.

That's a lie.

Sergeant, place these
men under arrest.

Come on, you two.

Well, we put her over, Windy.

My good man, don't
call me Windy.

If you must be familiar,
my first name is Babington.

OK, Babe.

[laughter]

Gene, I don't know
what to say to you.

Tell it to Champ.

He won the race.

I only went along for the ride.

I'm sorry, too, Gene.

I don't know what
to say, either.

Looks like I'm the
only one who does.

BERNICE ALLEN: And I
want to hear you say it.

[SHOUTING] I thought
you were deaf, Autry?

[SHOUTING] Gosh, no.

I'm not deaf, Colonel.

I thought you were.

Now, don't shout.

I'm not, either.

[SINGING] Take me back
to my boots and saddles.

Ooh.

Let me see that
general's fort, let

me ride the range once more.

Give me my boots and saddles.

Got a hankering to be
with my banjo on my knee,

strumming a pretty Western tune.

There's a girl in Cherokee and
she's waiting there for me,

way 'neath the Texas moon.

Take me back to my
boots and saddles.

Ooh.

Let me greet these
plains and more

on the range where I was born.

Give me my boots and saddles.

Ooh.

[music playing]