So Dear to My Heart Page #6

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Well, it happened

that I made a promise too.

I-- I promised God that...

if he did let you find him,

that we would go to the fair.

And since I've known him

longer than you have, I reckon...

it'll be all right with him

if I keep my promise.

Go get them cardin' combers.

We've gotta take these foxtails outta him.

Yes'm.

Forgive me, Lord.

I meant to tell you before.

Had it in the back

of my mind all the time.

Ho-dee-I, ho-dee-ay

What a great big wonderful day

Not a care in the air

Everybody you know

from Matilda to Joe

Will be there at the county fair

Ho-dee-ay, ho-dee-I

What a great big beautiful sky

All the clowns like the crowds

You can bet will be dressed

in their brightest and best

For their stay

At the county fair

The teenage misters

will be shooin'little sisters

To the Ferris wheel up above

And they'll be gettin'

their best gals for pettin'

In the Tunnel of Love

- Ho-dee-I, ho-dee-ay

- Hi-dee-oh-ay, hey-dee-oh-ay

Come and throw your troubles away

Just a grin gets you in

On this day of the year

when there's nothing but cheer

To share at the county fair

To share at the county fair

Congratulations.

The judging for

the champion ram lamb...

of the Pike County

Agricultural Livestock Fair...

will now take place

in this arena.

- Is that us, Granny?

- I reckon it is.

You know somethin', Granny?

I got the same kind of feelin'

I had just before I found the bee tree...

and just before I found Danny

in the holler log.

All ram lambs in the

judging ring at once, please.

Where in the name of time

is Hiram with that neat's-foot oil?

- Well, here it is.

- Took you long enough.

- Now it's too late.

- Granny, look what Uncle Hiram won...

just by throwing hoops

over walking canes.

I better give you a hand

in there, Granny.

Well, there ain't no hoops

or walking canes in here.

Besides, you'd just get in the way.

All ram lambs into the judging

ring at once, please.

What do I do, Uncle Hiram?

When I get in the ring, I mean.

Well, I'll tell ya. Main thing

that you gotta remember is--

Main thing you remember,

Jeremiah, is that only one

of them lambs is gonna win.

The rest are gonna lose.

But, Granny, he will win.

I just know he will.

Hope he does.

But happen he don't...

I want you to come out of that ring

like a Kincaid, walkin' proud.

Please, all contestants

in the ring!

Remember the county fair.

Buy your pennants right here.

One-tenth of a dollar.

One dime.

Buy your pennants here.

Step right up and get your pennants.

Get your pennants--

- McGrew.

- Lynn County.

- Sire and dam?

- McGrew's Shropshire, 52 80.

His dam is McGrew 1 2 861 ,

and his sire is Kerr Sage of Green Acres.

Thank you, sir.

- Walker.

- Brown County.

- Sire and dam?

- Romney Marsh, sir.

And out of ewe number 4 7 8

and sired by Starks Prince Perfect.

Thank you, sir.

- Holloway.

-Johnson County.

- Sire and dam?

- Rambouillet number 692...

out of Bramburg 62,

and his sire is the Duke of Crenshaw.

Thank you, sir.

Marshall.

Pike County.

- Sire and dam?

- Marshall's Hampshire, number 1 084.

Out of Highland Lassie Queen.

- By national grand champion

Golden Thorn.

- Thank you, sir.

Kincaid. Kincaid!

- F-Fulton Corners.

- Sire and dam?

Speak up, sonny.

What's his breedin'?

Danny ain't none of them

fancy breed kind of lambs, mister.

His ma's name was Jezebel.

But I don't know

who his daddy was.

- Lewis.

-Jasper County.

- He's Southdown, isn't he, son?

- No, sir.

But in a fight, he could whip them

other lambs any old day of the week.

- What've you been feedin' him, son?

- Oatmeal mash, sir.

Nice strong back.

Good job of blockin'.

Granny did that.

Remember the county fair.

Buy your pennant right here.

Your judging committee

has awarded the blue ribbon...

to Mr Marshall.

Congratulations,

Mr Marshall.

It's all right, Danny.

It's all right, boy.

Just a moment, son.

That's a fine lamb you have there.

I wanna compliment you on him.

As fine a grade of wool

as I ever come across.

The only trouble, it's-- it's black.

There ain't much market for black wool.

Kinda puts your lamb

in a class by himself.

I'm not tryin' to be funny, folks.

This lamb is in a class by himself.

And while he has no pedigree...

it just goes to show what

extra special care will do...

in the raising of fine livestock.

It's what you do with

what you've got that counts.

This little lamb is a champion

in every sense of the word.

Therefore, it is the unanimous decision

of your judging committee...

that there be awarded

the breeder a special prize...

which we have not given

in four years--

a special award of merit...

to Jeremiah Kincaid.

Congratulations,

Mr Jeremiah Kincaid.

Aw, gee whiz, Danny.

Aw, gee whiz.

Hey, Pa!

She's a-blowin' for a stop!

Folks, you better stand back now

and give us plenty of room.

We got a prize lamb here

that won the special award.

Welcome home,Jeremiah.

Welcome home.

Fulton Corners is proud of ya.

Thank you, Mr Grundy.

As I was about to say

on this auspicious occasion...

when it comes to winnin' awards,

there ain't no flies on Fulton Corners.

Yea!

I got two cases of soda pop

and six watermelons in my icebox...

and everybody's invited

over to the store, and it's my treat.

Yea!

- But what'll I do with Danny?

- Bring him along. It's his party.

Yippee! Hurray!

Oh, get outta the way for Jerry's ram

Hi-ditty-lo for Jerry's ram

Get outta the way for Jerry's ram

Git, git, git outta the way

Oh, git, git, git outta the way

Oh, git, git, git outta the way

Oh, git, git, git outta the way

So dear to my heart

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