The makers of Weber's Bread present your all-star Western theater. From Hollywood comes your all-star Western theater, starring America's great Western singers, Roy Willing and the writers of The Purple Sage, bringing you the music, the stories and the spirit of the great open spaces. Now here are the writers of The Purple Sage. I found the trail just a magic tale that's born in the wind and rain. It's a grand and glorious day and the clouds have rolled away. The fading thunder stales in the far-off hills there's a rainbow over the rain. I've been told there's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow lane. But I found the trail just a magic tale that's born in the wind and rain. It's a grand and glorious day and the clouds have rolled away. The fading thunder stales in the far-off hills there's a rainbow over the rain. Hi you folks, this is Roy Willing saying welcome and help yourself. Help yourself to the music of the writers of The Purple Sage, the songs you like best and a fine Western story. It's a half hour of happiness Western style, so just pull up a chair and listen. And when we get to the story there's going to be some laughs for all of you. But first it's music with Roy and the boys doing a great Western classic in their own fine style. Here's Ragtime Cowboy Joe. Out in Arizona where the bad men are. Only thing to guide you is an evening star. Roughest, toughest man by far is Ragtime Cowboy Joe. Got his name from singing to the cows and sheep. Every night to say a song to her to sleep. In a vessel rich and deep. Crude and soft and low. He always sings. Ragging music to the cattle as he swings. Back and forward in the saddle on a horse. That is incubated gated and is such a funny meter to the roar and meditate on how they run. When they hear the thunders gun because the Western folks all know. He's a highfalutin' rootin' tootin' son of a gun from Arizona. Ragtime Cowboy Joe. Cowboy. Ragtime Cowboy Joe. Folks, right from your first bite into the rich good softness of Weber's Bread you'll know that here's the bread for you. Fine smooth texture, real bread flavor and that's just from the oven freshness that lasts and lasts and lasts. And while there's lots of sound nourishment in Weber's Bread let's just take that for granted and judge Weber's Bread on the way it completely satisfies even the most finicky appetites. The kids will love it. Dad will love it and you'll all go for it too. Just be sure to choose the soft fresh loaf in the bright blue Czech gingham wrapper. It's Weber's and it's waiting for you at your grocer's. Make your next loaf the all family favorite Weber's Bread. Here's a love song that's been handed down to us from the pages of American folk music. A little while ago people began to notice it and ask for it. And the first thing anyone knew another hit was on the way to the musical hall of fame. The writers of the Purple Sage and Molly Darlin'. Won't you tell me Molly Darlin' that you love none else but me? For I love you Molly Darlin' you are all the world to me. Tell me darling that you love me. Put your little hand in mine. Take my heart sweet Molly Darlin' say that you will give me thy. Stars are smiling Molly Darlin' through the mystic veil of night. They seem laughing Molly Darlin' while Fella hides her love right home. No one listens but the flowers while they hang their heads in shame. They are modest Molly Darlin' when they hear me call your name. Molly Fella's sweetest, dearest. Look up darling tell me this. Do you love me Molly Darlin'? Let your answer be a kiss. Say Terry come over here a minute. Oh sure boy what's up? You know we've got some great characters out here in the West. Oh sure any of us Westerners are characters. Oh I'm talking about one of the real tough characters a man from Texas who could do anything. Well most Texans could fill that order just ask them. Texans are great but this one's kind of special. I tell you what why don't the boys and I tell you about Take Us Bill? Well I can't think of a better time, better place or a better song. Take Us Bill was quite a cowboy down in Texas and a Western Superman to say the least. He was the roughest toughest critter never known to be a quitter cause he never had no fear of man or beast. So yippee-i-ay-i-ay yippee-i-o. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. Once a band of rustlers stole the herd of cattle but they didn't know the herd they stole was Bill's and when he caught them honry villains Take Us knocked out all their villains. That's the reason that there's gold in them there are hills. So yippee-i-ay-i-ay yippee-i-a-ay. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. Take Us lost his way while traveling on the desert. It was ninety miles across that burning sand. He never knew he'd reach the barter if he didn't get some water so he grabbed up a stick and dug the Rio Grande. So yippee-i-i-a-i-a yippee-i-o. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. One day Take Us found his favorite doggy missing. The dogest that was nearest to his heart. So then he lassoed all the cattle clear from Texas to Seattle. That's the way the Texas Roundup got it started. So yippee-i-i-a-i-a yippee-i-o. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. While a tribe of painted Indians did a warden. Take Us started shooting up their little game. He gave them red skin such a shake up that they jumped out from their makeup. Now that's the way the painted desert got its name. So yippee-i-i-a-i-a yippee-i-o. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. While reclining on a cloud high over Texas. With his gun he made the stars evaporate. Then Take Us saw the stars declining so he left one brightly shining as the emblem of the lone star Texas state. So yippee-i-i-a-i-a yippee-i-o. He's the toughest critter west of the Alamo. West of the Alamo. This is the time when Poy, Willing and the writers of the Purple Sage bring you another of their stories of the west. In the west you'll find adventure and you'll find laughs and there's plenty of both in the story of Ranch for Sale. This western land of ours is famous for its beauty. It's wide spreading ranches, rocky canyons and lazy rivers are like no other land. The west is famous too for its different way of life. It's easy hospitality. It's a way of taking time for the little things that make life worth living. But those of us who tell stories about the west find most of our material in the people who live here. The old characters of Gold Rush days, the mountain men who people the stories of Red Heart, the cowboys, the prospectors, the sun-kissed ladies, all the hard-working, laughing, adventurous people who live in our sunset land. You'll meet a couple of most unusual characters in this adventure of Poy, Willing and the writers of the Purple Sage. Poy, Willing and Al Sloy like to relax at the Rolling Wheel Ranch between pictures. It's a real cattle spread, not a dude ranch. And it's owned by one of the most charming old ladies in all the west. Lovely, capable, maulandry. As our story begins, we find the boys at the ranch enjoying Ma's restful, soothing hospitality. Get out and stay out! That's no good, lady. Shift this broken down saddle bum. That cowpoke don't get to work and stay out of my kitchen. I'll tear out two of his ribs and beat a drum solo and he's got a thick skull. What does he think this is, a dude ranch? That's what I like about you, maul. You're so kind and gentle. No, they know I don't mean it. Only way to get any work out of them lazy cowhens is to yell at them. Yeah, but don't they find out that you're just bluffing after a while? They know darn well I can knock their ears off any time they get out of line. Running this spread for twenty years has made me kind of rugged. Look, maul, I don't want to be nosy, but why are you selling Rolling Wheel Ranch? Oh, because I'm tired. I've been chasing over these thirty thousand acres since I was a little girl and I'm getting too old for that kind of stuff. Well, but maul, this is your home. Why, it's the most beautiful ranch in the valley. Yeah, I know. I always said I wanted to live and die right here, but then this Mr. King came along loaded with money and I figured I could sell him the ranch for enough to retire and live like a lady in the city. Oh, you wouldn't like it, maul, believe me. A month in the city and you'd be aching to get back to the cattle country. Well, maybe so, but my mind's made up. Mr. King's just changing into that dude riding out 50 wears and he'll go with us to look the place over. Now, I want you boys to go to work on him and help me put over this deal. Oh, I kind of hate to do that, maul. The Rolling Wheel won't be the same without you around. Now, I want no back talk out of you Hollywood cowboys. You like my own boys and I'm going to treat you that way. Well, we ain't going to love you like a mother if you call us Hollywood cowboys, though. Boy and I both grew up on ranches. Well, sure, I'm just having my fun with you. But you boys will help me make the sale, won't you? Well, I guess so. But this Mr. King better know something about cattle ranching. Yeah, I'd sure hate to see a beautiful place like this run down. Hello, hello and hello. Here's Mr. King now. Come in and meet poor Will and then Al Sloy. They belong to the Riders of the Purple Sea. Well, I better know your friends, Glanton. How do you do? Hi. Maul tells me you're a businessman from the East. That's right. Absolutely right. From Brooklyn. But I travel all over the West. Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, Cleveland. Aren't you afraid of being Indians? Why Indians? Yeah, you're a little bit west of Pittsburgh now. About 2,000 miles. This is Indian country. Oh, now, you boys go pulling none of your shenanigans on Mr. King. Ah, you say you got some Indians. You say they give you trouble? Think no more about a friend. Tell you what I'm going to do. Oh, now, we ain't got no Indian trouble. Wait a minute, Maul. Let's find out what he's going to do. My friend, that's easy. All you do is feed them bubblegum. Ho neel is King's hubba bubba bubblegum. You buy the score, score for it. The braves rave about it. The chiefs chew it and the pappooses poo it. My friend, all you got to do is keep the Indians happy with hubba bubba bubblegum. Oh, you're in the bubblegum business, right? My friend, absolutely right. The finest little package of bubblegum on the market. Now, here's a sample, friend. Here's one for you and here's one for you, too, lady. I'll notice that it has a genuine photograph of Esther Williams on the front and a picture of Jane Russell on the back. But where's the gum? With a label like that, who wants gum? Boy, maybe we'd better get down to business. We can tell Mr. King about the ranch and then we'll look it over. Fine, fine. That's just fine. Just give me the facts. No, just a second. I'll get my pencil. I'll write them down in shorthand. All right, now. Well, I've got 30,000 acres. Wait a minute, King. You're not writing shorthand. Why, certainly am, friend. One hand is longer than the other. This is my shorthand. Oh, I've got how many cows you got? About 2,000 head. 2,000 head? That's a lot of heads, but how many whole cows? Well, that's what she means. 2,000. Well, how many horses? About 120 broke. Broke? You mean they spent all the money? You mean horses can't afford a bale of hay? Tell you what I'm going to do. Feed them bubble gum? Look, now, don't worry about the horses. Al and I are going to break some more while we're here. You're going to break them? Sure. You mean with your bare hands? Of course. Right in the middle? You don't get the idea, Mr. King. A horse has to be broke before you can put a saddle on him. Well, can't you just bend them a little? No. No, you still don't get the idea. You have to tame the horse. You take a wild horse and put a halter on him. You know what a halter is? Why, certainly it's the top to a girl's bathing suit. Well, now, I think you've got to have a tender foot when it comes to horses. What did you say, friend? Tender foot? Why, when it comes to horses, I can keep up with the best of them. Well, let me know when you start passing them. I'll take you out to Hollywood Park. Now, now, look, let's not get started on horse racing. Pigeon racing would be more air speed. Pigeon racing? Well, sure. Lots of people go in for racing pigeons. Well, don't you think that's a little unfair? Why? Well, people's legs are much longer than the pigeons. Now, I think we'd better get back to business. I'll go see if the horses are ready. You get your hat, boys, and we'll ride out and have a look at the place. All right. Bring up them horses, you slag-tied, no-account ship is paid, stealing rat hands. Ah, wonderful woman, isn't she? She sure is, Mr. King. Tell me, when you buy the rolling-wheel ranch, are you going to keep it just like it is? Ha, ha, ha. I should say, my friend. I made a million dollars out of hubba-bubba bubble gum, and I'll spare no expense to make this the finest dude ranch in the West. I will have swimming pools, a nightclub, paved roads, hot and cold running cowboys. Well, Finn, what do you think? I think maybe you'd better go out and get on your horse. Maul's probably waiting for you. Yeah, Al and I got something to talk about. Well, see, aren't you going along to look over the ranch? Yeah, but we'll meet you a little later. The later, the better. Boy, when Maul finds out about this, she'll stretch our hides on a frame and use them for fancy embroidery. Ah, no, she won't. Maul just talks tough. Did you get the boys all set? Yeah, the whole bunch of them will be waiting for us. All the guns are loaded with blanks, including ours. Was Maul packing the gun? Oh, no, she doesn't want to scare Cornelia's king. Oh, that's good. I'd hate to have that old gal shooting in any fight I'm going to be in. I still don't think she's going to like this. I don't know about that. How would you feel if she sold the ranch and old hubba hubba bubble gum made it into dude pasture? I guess the only thing is to scare this guy king off the place. Yeah, with what he knows about the West, he'd ruin the ranch. Yeah, there he is right up ahead. Maul's talking his ears off. Okay, here we go. Up, boys! Come on, let's go. Hey, hey, hey! Get out of here! Hey, Maul, Mr. King! Rustlers! What's going on? The pad's recovered! Hold on, you sad busters! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Just a shake in their brains. What seems to be the trouble? Rustlers. Rustlers? Well, let them rustle. It's too quiet around here anyway. Not anymore, it ain't. There's a whole flock of them, all carrying guns and ready to fight. Oh, now what's this crazy story? What do you mean, rustlers? There was ten of them. Which way'd they go? They went that way. He means this way, huh? I'm afraid there's gonna be gunplay. Play? He calls it. Oh, look out! Let him have it! Run! Run for cover, Mr. King! Run! Whoo! Whoo! Get up, kid! Get up! Tell me when to go to jail! Stop it, you cuddly! Drop them guns! Hey, Maul, don't stand out there and wave at those rustlers. They'll shoot you down. Rustlers, my foot! Don't tell me I don't know blank cartridges when I hear them fired. Just wait till I get my hands on them cowpokes. I told you you couldn't pull more for him. Oh, I guess not. But we got rid of King. And you better start running too. You scared him off just when he was ready to make a deal. Then I'm glad. I'll be darned if I want to see that guy buy your ranch. Now, who said anything about him buying my ranch? I almost had him talked into marrying me. If it's true that bread is the staff of life, folks, how's your bread box staff these days? If it contains a supply of good Webber's bread, you and your family are all set for some mighty tasty eating. Next time you visit your grocer, choose Webber's bread. Chances are you'll be sold for life on Webber's for real good eating. No wonder more folks here in Southern California prefer Webber's bread. Just try that blue gingham wrapped Webber loaf, and you'll see, feel, and taste why. And for another brand of real enjoyment, don't miss the Boys Club Rose Bowl Rodeo next Friday night, May 14th, at the Pasadena Rose Bowl. Besides Mottie Montana, the champion trick rider and roper, and Jerry Kelona, there will be many other featured performers and wonderful gate prizes. Here's a song from the big country where a cowboy jogs along all day with just a horse to keep him company. Instead of trying to make a million dollars, he's just trying to make the next water hole. This is music about the real things, dodging the sun, getting across the desert, and finding a drink of cool water as a reward for a day's work. The riders of the Purple Sage and Cool Water. Cool water All day I faced a barren waste without the taste of water Cool water Old Anani with throats burned dry and souls that cry for water Cool water Keep a moving hand, don't you listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man, and he spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can you see that big green tree Where the water's running free and it's waiting there for you and me The nights are cool and I'm a fool Each star's a pool of water Cool water But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn and carry on Cool water Cool and clear water Keep a moving hand, don't you listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man, and he spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can you see that big green tree Where the water's running free and it's waiting there for you and me Dan's feet are sore, he's yearning for just one thing more than water Cool water And way up there you'll hear our prayer and show us where there's water Cool water Clear water Keep a moving hand, don't you listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man, and he spreads the burning sand with water Cool water Dan, can you see that big green tree Where the water's running free and it's waiting there for you and me Cool Clear Water Applause Working along, singing a song under a western moon Cool Well, we're hitting the trail for home, folks, and we're glad you could be with us. Come again next week. This is Boy Willings, thanks so long for Al Slowy, Johnny Paul, Scotty Harrell, and Bud Siebert, the writers of The Purple Sage. Eddie Marr and Virginia Gregg helped us tell our story. Thanks go to Jerry Vaughn, our musical arranger, and to Paul Pierce, who writes and directs our show. So long for now, and whatever it is, don't let it worry you. Applause From Hollywood and Perch, your all-star western theater, a BMBare production starring America's great western singers, Boy Willings, and the writers of The Purple Sage. This is Terry O'Sullivan speaking. Applause This is the musical Don Lee Broadcasting System. KHJ and KHJFM, the Don Lee stations Los Angeles.
