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This town's got a name with a dance in it.

Business, my son, we're here on business.

People sure are in a hurry down here.

So should we be?

We'll be starting here, start to Haglyn with Trader's Yacht.

Then?

We've got home.

This town choose your kind alive.

Ain't it wonderful?

The Countess, the Rochampot, the biggest price in New Orleans,

and you let us litter your fingers.

So now, with the many citizens to share here.

I found out she was in New Orleans, eh?

I was the one who discovered she was about to drive you to Sheeper.

And what does that all add up to?

If we don't fight her, now do you know what it will mean?

If we ship her back to Paris.

Robespierre would hand us New Orleans on silver plates.

And if we don't fight her, we'll be in the same place.

And if we don't fight her, now do you know what it will mean?

Robespierre would hand us New Orleans on silver plates.

We'll find her.

We'll take this straight.

Presenting the rage of Paris.

A toy everyone can enjoy, BU6 or 16.

Every Republican home should have one.

Citizens, the nobility of France, has gone wild over this little instrument.

King and Queen, Duke's in Duchessons, one and all.

Have lost their heads to Madame Guilty.

Daniel Boone was a man.

Yes, a big man.

With a knife like an eagle and a stall at the mouth was he.

Daniel Boone was a man.

Yes, a big man.

He was brave, he was fearless, and his profession might he old dreams.

From the coon skin cap on the top of old man to the heel of his raw high chew.

A ripenist, roaring a spider, this man.

A grunt in a brand new.

Daniel Boone was a man.

Yes, a big man.

And he fought for Americans to make all Americans free.

What a fool want to do and what a dream come true to us.

Only from Boone country does unfind furs like that.

It's magnificent.

Dirt to a belligerent homage.

Oh, these are very disturbing times, Daniel.

Mason, you're ready for a terrible tale of war.

What is a businessman to do in this terrible situation?

Who can first to New Orleans?

The French, eh?

New Orleans is French.

Then one day they have a war in Europe.

And we wake up one morning, New Orleans is Spanish.

Frera jaca, frera jaca, tell of war, tell of war.

Make your story briefer.

How much for the beaver and off will go, off will go.

Hey, how can one do business in such a state of confusion?

I got a solution for the whole affair.

Someone ought to arrange another war between Spain and France.

And this time the loser gets New Orleans.

And now what is going on?

The revolution is going on in France.

So if we are French, which French are we?

Now tell me that, Daniel.

Our old traders are like, why he says long wind that is Cincinnati.

We're listening, John.

What has that in 20 Spanish still out?

150.

Stadi.

140.

35.

Huh?

Jacques, you're some kind of skin flim, but you got yourself a deal.

Haha!

I... I can't go in the fair.

Quicking.

Yes, do you need a larger girl?

Can I help you with this stuff?

No, no. Don't let us disturb you. We'll just look around.

Come, sister.

Oh, Jacques, we're going to need some supplies.

We need a couple of legs of flour, bag of beans, sides of bacon,

bread for shot, powder.

Do you want anything, Mason?

Just sweet silly hair if we can afford it.

Add it in.

I'll be hitting the trail, eating bacon and beans.

Never taste in the sweets of new orlys.

There's you vets and mewees, and sweet joes of beans.

But I'll never have just one in new orlys.

How are you going back, Daniel?

The naches, trains to contact?

Nope, we're heading straight north. Mason and I have some business to say, Lewis.

St. Louis?

Oh, there may be a friend there.

Fabo Gibo, a grand tour, he has a missionary school for the Indians, you know?

But you must receive him, tell him you are my friend, tell him Jacques, three, three.

I'll tell him, Jacques.

Now, now.

How about the nice bowl of silk for Madame Boone?

Well, no, that might be just the right idea.

I'll make a pardon.

I'm so sorry, I couldn't help overhearing.

You're going to St. Louis.

Yes, Sister?

Sister Louise.

Sister Berth.

Sister Louise.

It's an amazing coincidence, isn't it, Sister Berth?

Oh, yes.

What?

Oh, this gentleman is going to St. Louis and will be visiting Father Gibo.

We've just arrived from France to join Father Gibo to teach in the missionary school.

That's a fine idea.

We're thrilled, aren't we, Berth?

Oh, thrilled.

But we have a problem.

We can't find transportation.

Would you take us with you, Monsieur?

Monsieur...

Boone.

Boone.

On Shantai, Monsieur Boone.

I'll make some fruit.

You have a very lovely voice, Monsieur Pruitt.

Thank you, ma'am.

Please, we won't be in a way.

We're very good travelers, aren't we, Sister Berth?

Oh, very good travelers.

Well, I'm sorry, Sister.

We'd like to be of service, but I'm afraid we can't manage it.

But why not?

We're not afraid.

We travel in the armor of the Lord.

Well, why don't you wait for an escort going north, soldier escort?

There is no such party, and there are no soldiers.

Sister, the trail is raw country.

Now, you'd be much safer to book passage to Philadelphia or even New York,

and head west from there.

I'd be the best advice I could give you.

Mason, you and I better pack up and head out of here.

That'll couldn't we wait day or so?

No, sir.

Not one more hour than we have to do.

Well, maybe we could help the sisters find an escort going north.

Well, maybe Jacque and no more about that and we did.

Oh, no, no, I was no, no.

Well, any rate has been very pleasant visiting with you,

and I wish you both a lot of luck,

and I'm very sorry we couldn't be of service to you.

We have had a very tiring time.

Sister, I'd like you to tell me something.

I know what you say you're headed for,

but will you tell me what you're hiding from?

Why'd you ask that?

Well, I'd done a lot of hunting.

I just got away with sense and things.

And a vivid imagination.

Obviously, we'll have to look elsewhere for help, sister.

Oh, I'm not a blooming hero.

This I must confess.

But I never turned away from a lady in distress.

I don't know how I'm ever going to explain it.

Explain what?

Coming all the way down here to New Orleans and not taking in the sights.

I don't like what's going on.

Then you'll boon a little nervous about a revolution.

It seems to me you've done your fair share in your own.

Well, ours was a little different.

We managed without Tara and the threat of the guillotine.

I reckon the French got her right to do it their way.

Maybe so.

I'm going to sell it.

All right?

She did it.

We are looking for two nuns.

Somebody sick?

Oh, nobody sick?

Well, spiritual matter.

Need guidance.

Now it's good to meet two pious men.

We asked if you had seen two nuns.

Recently?

Did you?

Or didn't you?

Well, you're going to have to supply me with more details.

Was they thin, stout, young, old?

When was young?

When old?

Hmm.

Well?

Well, now that's a combination.

That's a little more difficult.

Let me think here.

No.

Wait, just a minute.

I did see two nuns down by the square.

But they was thin and stout.

You was looking for young and old?

What day one?

Religious guidance.

You're a fine one, Dast.

Sister, your armor's showing.

Well, you're going to have a long hard trail to travel.

Well, we got good company.

Company?

Sweet Sylvia.

Get up there.

I'll be hitting the road,

eating bacon and beans.

Never tasting the sweets.

No or leaves.

Come on.

Well.

We've come over the easy part.

We're on our way to the trail.

It's a little bit rough.

We're going to have to make another mile

before we make camp.

We understand that the roads are steeped in.

We're using for bariturists.

The man of this horse fell into one of them

a few years back and haven't been heard of since.

Keep pulling my leg, Daniel.

I wouldn't think of it.

Mason, keep your sharp eye.

We can't afford to lose what's in here.

I'll do that.

Mason, while we pass under these trees,

keep your eyes peeled

because snakes have a bad habit of

dropping down from the branches.

And as long as we're stopped,

maybe you'd like to invite your guests

to get out and stretch their legs.

Well, that's what they say about Daniel Boone.

Eyes in the back of his head.

You knew we were here all the time?

Most of the time.

Looks like you're real anxious to get to that school

and St. Louis.

Don't take us back.

Please, please, Monsieur.

Well, believe me, Sister, it'd be for your own good.

You've seen what the trail is like.

And it's the truth.

What's up in front is rougher than what was behind.

Oh, Monsieur Boone, it is so important for us to reach in, Louis.

We're not afraid of what's ahead.

Well, I can understand that, Sister.

Daniel.

Well, look at this.

Church, ladies.

Better tip your hats, boys.

If you're searching for sinners, here's a parcel of buttes.

There ain't a one among them, and he'd a can of Lucifer himself.

Where are you heading?

North.

You ain't gonna get much for your trading goods.

Why didn't you send us back with them, Monsieur Boone?

Well, to tell the truth, Sister, I'd rather have the Lord on my side than own theirs.

That's what I said, two nuns.

And all their, uh, whatever you call it, big black dresses, black head pieces,

looking like big black birds.

They'll scare five years' girl out of the first bear they meet that for sure.

How far up the straight, did you see them?

Oh, maybe 15, 20 miles. They're with a couple of trappers.

Your men still with you, hon?

All right, get some supplies I want to leave within the hour.

I understand the French are great hands in cooking.

I am the living evidence, Monsieur.

Well, out here we don't go for the fancy, just the film.

When in Rome, feast like a Roman.

Hmm.

I'm not going to be a man.

I'm not going to be a man.

I'm not going to be a man.

I'm not going to be a man.

I'm not going to be a man.

I'm not going to be a man.

Not me, like a Roman.

ہیں, it smells delicious.

Enjoy your sister.

It might be the last hot meal you're going to get and a when.

Thank you, Goddamn.

I'm just too exhausted to eat, Bert.

All I want to do is sleep.

You must eat, please.

I should not let you come.

They gave you and my charges and infant.

We have never been parted.

Who knows what's ahead?

It could not be worse than what we have left behind.

Not please.

You must eat something.

It's a funny thing, Daniel.

The way the older one looks after the younger...

...seems to be like it'd be the other way around.

I've been thinking, nice.

When you come into New Country and you run across signs,

it won't make sense.

Makes you curious.

I just know that the trail behind this is clear.

I want you to take a little look.

Tonight?

I'll stay in the morning.

I'll see if they're all right.

All right.

Is there water?

That's where I get you.

No, no.

I'll see. I'll get it.

Tired?

Yes, it's rough country.

It's a land like no other on earth.

Wild beauty.

Razor thunderstorms, savage.

You appreciate it, Mr. Pooley.

Well, Kentucky's my land.

I feel like this.

Oh, yeah.

Squeeze out the water and pile up some hills and open the metas.

Maybe plant some corn and paint in a little clover.

You got yourself a fair copy.

But still lacking.

What?

Friends. No place as much without friends, you know.

I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to make you upset.

Well, it's just I don't know much about sisters.

And I reckon where you come from, you left a lot of friends.

And well, don't you worry, sister,

where you're going, you'll have a lot of new friends, Indians, and the...

Oh, please.

Almost you've proved.

I haven't thanked you enough.

You're a very kind man.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, why don't you come in now, Bert?

Oh, I couldn't.

You always love to swim back home.

Remember the little gladden my father's estate?

The willows, and the big oaks, and the swan.

And the time you were chased by a swan right out of the water into the meadow.

And father came riding by with a company of hunters, and you, you were...

Louise.

Not a stitch on your back.

Into the rose bushes, into the thorns.

Miss you, Miss you, go away.

Louise.

You see anything?

Well.

I was eight of them, right behind us.

Two of them's in the city looking for the nuns, and with that mean looking trap or passage yesterday.

You better get going, get the women.

That'll have been made of chumphub, and I don't think I like it.

Neither would I.

I helped them because they were saintly women, nuns.

The nuns don't have long hair, and she does long black wavy hair.

She hopes this one to begin it.

Don't worry about that later.

I know what it is.

She's running from the French one of them political things.

I don't think we should stick her next up.

You're giving me a hair.

She's probably one of them rich noble women, spoiled living off the sweat others.

A parasite, a leech, an exploit of the peasantry.

A conceited, simple mindless youthless member of an affete, and decadentary stalkercy.

Yes, I am a noble woman.

And my name is Louise Maria Charlotte, the Roche-en-Baud de Chalon.

There's the tombrot.

Take me to the guillotine.

You can set up your private reign of terror.

Look, I was just saying it.

I heard what you were saying.

There's no time for this.

The mason has backtracked the trail.

The French are right behind us.

Then I don't like being made a fool of.

Well, now you're doing pretty good all by yourself.

Now, let's empty this wagon.

We'll take just what we can carry.

The rest we'll put in the bushes.

We can't stick to the trail.

We're going to have to go overland dewey.

That's our only chance.

It's going to be rough going.

Are you up to it?

Oh, but why take such a risk, Monsieur Boone?

This is a political thing.

You're not involved.

I will argue that point later.

Are you up to it?

You lead away.

We got what we need.

Yeah.

I don't want to force this fellow you nose.

Get out!

Get out!

Oh, they've stopped here, huh?

Hey, but not too long.

The wagon tracks they lead this way, huh?

All right, let's follow them.

Any!

Ha!

Ha!

Colonel, go ahead.

I'll cover up these tracks and go on lay down a false trail.

Ha!

They've been following an empty wagon.

We have Kennedyby.

Or Spudeth.

More sense than to pull the wagon through a far without a driver.

I'd say they probably cut in the brace back there, ways.

Why would they do that?

They must have realized they're being followed.

Well, where would they think them?

The crow flies to matches.

But only a crow would be crazy enough to try it.

Where does this trail lead?

Nor the Missouri Country.

Up in a few miles as a fork.

The right trail leads to the matches.

All right.

I'll take four men and right up ahead with your horses.

One, if you'll go back and try to pick up their trail.

On foot?

The horses would never get through that brush.

And don't come out without them.

Is that clear, citizen?

Very clear.

Citizen.

The county's Russian boat.

Body pretty.

Well, I doubt it'll make it any easier on the trail.

Well, it's all I have.

Where's Bertie?

Oh, she's changing, too.

Maybe you better keep that covered up. That's as good as a signal.

This belonged to my father's family.

I saw your father once.

You did?

When he was commanding the French troops during the war of independence.

He came out west with General Washington to review our militia.

It was a handsome man.

Yes.

When he heard they were coming to arrest him,

he insisted that I leave France immediately with Bert.

The last time I saw him, he leaned into the carriage.

And he kissed me.

And he gave me this.

Counting the little Congress of the United States,

Moans your Laconte de Voschenbo,

and view of your extraordinary service to our people

the Count of the little Congress of the United States offers you

their immense gratitude.

We cannot hope to repay and can the debt we owe you.

Our most fervent wish is for you to consider our country yours

and to someday welcome you and your family.

What will they do to him?

I don't know.

But where is, I'm sure he's not worried about himself.

Just about you.

I'll let him a trail of make a hawk, dizzy.

And he's fine, everyone following.

And then I saw this foul country down,

a rougher than any I've ever seen.

You think we're doing the right thing?

Well, we don't have much choice.

At best, we have a better chance of getting through.

Well, I want to take that chance.

All right.

We'll cut straight east than north.

That won't get us to Missouri.

No, but that'll get us to the natures trace.

This way, huh?

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

I'm going to take that.

You're the rest?

Sure.

I'm sorry.

What's it?

Something is on me.

Something is on me.

What's it?

What's it?

Look.

What's just so right is on me?

Leach is far from bark.

Please, just love me.

Come on.

Don't do that.

Don't pull them off.

She's covered with them.

Please, please, please, get them off.

In a minute.

Please, please, please, please, please.

Please, please.

Okay.

Please, please, please.

I love you.

Sorry.

No more.

No further.

There's no trail here.

Nobody's been here.

You will follow where I go.

You don't know where you're going.

This is a blind trail.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

I'm going to go to the other side.

He stopt here.

It blinded him.

Took him long enough.

Okay.

Yes?

Cold beans.

Don't dare fire.

All they do are a lot better than they taste.

Oh, Mr. Pruitt.

I'm sorry for being so weak.

Well, I know you know Frontier Gal out here.

They work hard and shoot a rifle like a man.

And I'm not unused to guns, Mr. Preet.

And hunting circles I was known as a fair shark.

After all, I used to practice on peasant babies.

I would line them up in a row and bam, bam, bam.

I'd like to say something.

Is with the countess's permission, of course.

You may speak.

You know how a man and a woman act to one another?

Well, that's a funny thing.

That's so.

Yeah, well, it's not like one man to another.

You could say one thing and mean another,

and there's no harm done.

But when a woman fakes a man, well,

that's like taking a needle and just stabbing her with it.

Causing great pain.

And suffering.

And a result is a man just gets mad and forgets

his good sense, and he says things he don't mean.

Stupid things.

Do you know what I think?

I think you're trying to say you're sorry, Mason.

I reckon you're right.

Now, that'll tell me about your pa.

And I'm beginning to have great admiration for your family.

Every member.

Causing?

Causing.

Gotta keep moving.

This must be the Natchez trace coming in from the east.

If they are headed for Natchez, they'll have to come this way.

We set up camp far too way.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

I'm going to go to the next camp.

You saw me back, didn't you?

You saw me back, didn't you?

I didn't?

I wasn't coming down, didn't I?

I wasn't coming down, didn't I?

I wasn't coming down, didn't I?

That's what you say, isn't it?

You really hate me to catch those people in this camp?

You竽 it up, but that's what you say, you idiot!

It's too late, you fool.

I wouldn't go anywhere,

you idiot.

Come on.

This is what we've been looking for.

An ashes trace.

Oh, it's gone.

No, it's gone.

You smell it?

Fire.

I don't have a look, let's get these ladies back in the brush.

Maybe just some other travelers.

It could be, but on the ashes trace you looked before your leap.

Dad, let me go.

I'd feel a lot better if you stayed with the ladies.

All right, Mason.

You're so poor, you'd be careful.

I'm always careful.

And Mason?

Bon chance.

That's good luck in French.

Again.

I'd like to see your note.

I'll stay awake.

This is the trailer, all right?

We ain't support behind it.

This brush has just been walked on.

Oh, boy.

That's how you're doing, baby.

This is the trailer, all right?

We ain't support behind it.

This brush has just been walked on.

Oh, boy.

That's how you're doing, baby.

This is the trailer, all right?

We ain't support behind it.

This brush has just been walked on.

Oh, boy.

That's how you're doing, baby.

I suppose you'll have directly used once we get to Manchester.

Yes.

I have a cousin in Philadelphia.

One day, maybe you'll get to visit us and Kentucky.

I think you'll like her, lad.

Where's your files?

The Frenchmen, they're up ahead.

But how did they?

They must have taken the northern trail up,

got across due east to the trace to Addis off.

Is there some other way to get to Natchez without traveling the trace?

Is there some other way to get to Natchez without traveling the trace?

Is that way, but there's a settlement for hundreds of miles.

Oh, well, it seems I'll not see Kentucky after all.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

All right, we made it.

You smell that?

Yeah.

Sure I smell it at the campfire.

All right.

Come on, we go.

We don't take them by surprise.

One makes sure it's them.

From what we've seen, I'd say they're too smart to build a fire.

We won't let your friend book Jay.

Well, the more reason they're there, you want to get your horses back, don't you?

There'll be a time for that.

Right now, let's talk about money.

Matt, here, I decided we got double wages coming for that walk to the swamp.

I think I said about that, you know.

The original agreement?

Nothing was said about a trip to country like that either.

All right.

All right, you'll get your money.

When we have the contest.

Follow me.

Follow me, beat, beat.

Devil.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

I cannot stand anymore at this bad creature.

You have to.

You're taking care of me all my life, but I won't let you suffer anymore.

Is your wound?

My mind is made up.

I'm running, no more hiding.

There's me down there.

They want to meet only me.

They don't care about you or Mr. Prowett or a birth.

I'll give myself to them.

Then there won't be any more trouble.

You're honest.

You may have just solved our problem.

Damn, you can't come out of your mind.

You can't let her go.

I'm not going to let her go.

You're going to take her.

What?

You got a bestful license.

Yeah, I'm a pack.

This could be a little bit like horse training.

What horse has got to do with it?

Nothing.

It's a traibing part that counts.

You could have passed them in a dark.

Well, the only way open is to the sun.

Back to new organs.

Unless they take to the brush again.

What you told me, I doubt if they're strengthening off to do that.

Or if they have, they can't have traveled far.

Again?

All right, man, on your feet.

Hey, should we even go to give us time to eat?

Not when the end of our search is so near.

Get your horses.

That won't be necessary, Mr. Boucher.

Have me at the disadvantage, Monsieur.

You know my name, but I don't know who you are.

Let's just say I'm a man who has some merchandise you want.

He's one of the trappers I was telling you about.

Oh, the royal guide.

You let us on a merry chase, Monsieur.

Take his gun, my name.

Just a minute.

I think we have a little bargain to do.

Oh.

I admire your dacic, Monsieur.

But how can you suggest a bargain when it happens to be eight of us?

And only one of you?

I figure the Countess Rochembo is worth more alive to you than dead.

Granted?

As I say, we have a little bargaining to do.

Ah, she is not dead, Boucher.

We would have found her on the trail.

You hear, Monsieur?

Oh, I have a suggestion that she might have met with an accident.

She hasn't met with one yet.

But she might meet with one any minute now.

Mason!

I'll tell your men to drop their rifles.

Mason?

Count to ten.

If they haven't dropped them by then, shoot it.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

The next element, bluff, Monsieur.

But I doubt that the gun is loaded.

Mason, keep count.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

All right, men.

Drop the guns.

Break!

Get the rifles.

So, what have you accomplished, friend?

You cannot kill all eight of us.

No matter where you go, we will follow you.

You there.

We shall promise to pay you for finding the Countess.

Where's the money?

Here?

Are you mad?

Of course not.

He's going to pay us when we get back to New Orleans.

How is he going to pay you?

What do you mean?

Is he going to pay you in gold?

Gold.

Who has gold these days?

They'll be getting French francs, of course.

Paper.

Answer the question.

Of course, it's paper, which might be worthless

for the time you try to spend it.

The French Republic hears in bad shape.

I'd hate to gamble on their money being good.

He's trying to trick you.

You won't get your money, huh?

And it will not be worthless.

Where does he go to after you?

Here.

What does that look like to you?

Mad.

There's one for each of you.

If you will help us get the ladies safely to natures.

You're paid for this.

How? With paper, Franks?

Mr. Boucher, you and your friend get out of here

and have a nice walk home.

This is the first time in months.

I can take a breath without it catching in my throat.

That's the best I could find this time of year.

Beautiful.

Harley makes up for that diamond necklace.

A small price to pay for freedom.

Chalice, your carriage is ready and with the soldiers

to guard you at first, you will have no further trouble reaching full again.

The spare time, I hope you find this part of your journey

more pleasant than you did the last.

Oh, is it?

Where would it be better?

But not the companionship.

Merci, Monsieur.

How can we ever thank you, Monsieur Bourne?

Well, Countess, I'll tell you.

Come to Kentucky.

Oh, we will someday.

I will never forget you, Monsieur Mason.

Countess, I'd like to thank you for the guitar.

Bon chance.

Well, I've almost your poet.

Adieu.

Adieu.

Goodbye.

I'm young and I'm strong.

And a single fair too.

I'm known to look twice at the back end and moon.

Now the moon has lost its musical sheen.

And I met the Countess in new Orleans.

Well, she didn't bust out laughing or nothing.

What are you talking about?

Well, a record I'm as good at hand kissing as any old duke.

And Philadelphia ain't so far away.

There's me, me, Zyvets and sweet Jozebens.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.

And I met the best one in New Orleans.