When the Daltons Rode Page #7

Times sure change fast

here in Kansas.

But the people keep right on

movin' around...

bringing their wagons

in here for me to mend.

And then off they go again-

some west and some south.

Pretty soon, there won't be nobody

left at home here in America.

All we want to know is, what time

does the stage leave for Guthrie?

What do you want to

go to Guthrie for?

Just a minute. Just a minute.

We have to go to Guthrie.

All we want to know is,

what time does the stage leave?

Well, they discontinued it last week.

Put it on the run

to Oklahoma City.

Say, you and your sister'd

enjoy that trip.

But we don't want to go

to Oklahoma City.

And I'm not his sister.

Come to think of it,

you don't favour each other much.

- She's my wife.

- Do tell.

You know, that reminds me of a couple

that hung around here for a week once...

waitin' for the Guthrie stage.

- And you know what they finally did?

- Uh-huh.

They took the train.

Now, who do you suppose told 'em?

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