Bonanza (1959–1973): Season 12, Episode 3 - The Weary Willies - full transcript

When the blue and gray were fighting

I found a blood brother

And when the smoke had cleared

We stuck with each other

Spilled blood at Chickamauga

And the cannons roared that day

But it bound us together

To right-thinkin' ways

We were blood brothers

And we're blood brothers all

Blood brothers



Don't let me fall

Now, in the days to come

My blood brother learned

That he could never work

Without sharing what he earned

He always had his moment

And I had songs to sing

Playing all our music

For the love that women bring

We were blood brothers

And we're blood brothers all

Freight wagon comin'.

Whoa, whoa.

Hey!



You going to Virginia City?

That ain't far. You can walk it.

Oh, well, my friend here
twisted his ankle pretty bad.

- All right, hop in the back.
- Thank you.

The nice man here offered us a ride!

- Take it easy.
- Come on, Pellemin.

- Thank you, nice man.
- You'll be okay?

- Thank you very much.
- You'll be... all right.

- Appreciate it!
- I'll make my own way.

All right, come on, get on, get on.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

Take it easy.

- Thank you very much.
- All right, Pellemin.

All right, you aboard?

- Yep!
- Yep!

All right, let's go. Hyah!

Oh, I...

Come on. Hey, hey!

Oh, Mr. Cartwright!

Hold.

They're friend of mine.
I'll just be a minute.

- Hey, listen, Joe...
- Yeah?

All right, don't look around.

Just look like we're saying
"hello" and "how are you."

Well, how's everything
at the ranch, Marcus?

Oh, fair to fiddling, Joe.

Them three on the tailgate,
they're weary willies.

I want you to help me tie them up
so I can take them in to the sheriff.

Well, just 'cause
they wear raggedy old uniforms

and keep on the move
don't necessarily mean...

Hey, Dusty...

You know,
when I was in Carson City,

I remember
I looked at a wanted poster.

I don't know what it is the guy did,

but seems to me
they said he was a weary willie.

- Was there a picture of him?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I think I could recognize him.

- Wouldn't hurt to take a look.
- I'll cover you!

Hold it!

- Marcus, hold it!
- You just said...

I said I saw a poster,
I didn't say they were on it.

They ran, didn't they?

Look, I'd run, too,
if you pulled a gun on me.

You're gonna be sorry,
you wait and see.

Weary willies
are like a swarm of locusts,

where there's one,
soon there'll be a hundred.

You'll mark my word!

Looks like a nice place
for a permanent camp.

You mean a temporary
permanent camp.

Well, you like it so much,
why don't you go blaze a trail?

I would, Billy,
but this ankle is giving me fits.

Must have been all that running.

Yeah.

I'll do it.

Somebody's coming.

Hey, they were the ones
on the buckboard.

Better start limping, Pellemin.

My name is Joe Cartwright.
This is our foreman, Dusty.

That's right, Joseph, we're the ones
who were on that wagon.

And the reason we jumped off
and head out for the woods is...

No need to explain.

First off, I'm sorry Marcus shot at you.

What's second off?

Second off, I'm glad he's a bad shot.

And third,
you're welcome to stay a while.

How long a while?

Well, just how long
did you have in mind?

You know, my friend Pellemin here
twisted his ankle pretty bad.

Sure would like to give it a good rest.

My friend, Krulak, well...

he thinks we ought
to settle down and get jobs.

No ranch work.
I'm no good on a horse.

They might be hiring
at one of the mines.

Hey, I'll bet that pays good money.

We ought to check into that tomorrow.

I'll tell you what,

we're gonna be in town this evening,
we'll ask around.

Oh, no, no.
No need to put yourself out.

Oh, glad to help. Good luck to you!

Well, thanks. Thanks a lot.

Take it easy with the ankle.

I wish I had a chunk of butter
to see if it would melt in your mouth.

Anyway, you know what I'd like?

I'd like to see you putting in
ten hours a day in a mine.

Oh, there's nothing I'd like better.

Soon as this ankle heals.

Yeah, well, you'd better take it easy
on the jiggin' there.

Hey, you know what I'd like?

I'd like to stay put for a while.

Why don't we?

Looks to me like
we just found the right spot.

Well! Howdy.

- Good morning, Ben.
- Hello, Mr. Cartwright.

- Angie.
- Ben, how you doing?

All right.

Got a list here

and, uh, you can take your time
in filling it, no hurry.

Well, that's good.
I'm gonna have to order some of this.

Can I help you, Jamie?

Uh... I can't afford it.

Jamie, I just paid you a week's wages
for doing the chores.

Well, I know, but...

well, I'd like to kind of keep it
in one piece for a while.

Hey, Major,
I met three fellas this morning.

They were looking for work.

I wondered
if you had anything for them.

Well, I could use one of them
but, uh, just temporary.

I think that'll be all right.
They're drifters, just passing through.

Weary willies.

No weary willies for me.
I don't want them in my store.

They're all alike, troublemakers.

I haven't heard of any trouble
they've caused.

They're scum, every one of them.

I had my fill of them during the war.

They were a disgrace
to the uniform then,

they haven't earned enough cents
to buy a new suit of clothes.

They're all crackpots,
in one way or another.

Add a pound of jelly beans
to that order, will you?

Jamie.

Thank you.

Come on!

Hey. Looks like
somebody found a good place.

Hey!

Hey, let me help you with that.

- Is it far from here?
- No, maybe half a mile.

Oh, hallelujah. I'm about ready to drop.

You don't happen to have any sugar,
do you?

Yeah, some. About half a pound.

Now it's my turn to say "hallelujah."

Hey, what is it, a barn?

No, just a field.

There are woods to keep the wind off.

Sounds like a real nice place.

And we got permission to stay.

We're going into town for a while,
if you want to come along.

Well, maybe. I'd like to dip my hands
and splash my face

and just sit for a while.

Well, suit yourself.

Just a minute, miss. Miss!
Let me take that.

A woman as pretty as you
is for lookin' at,

not for lifting things.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure, miss.

You own this store?

My father does.

He lets me close up sometimes,
if he's busy.

Well, I just made up my mind,
I'm gonna give you all my business.

Now, you're making fun of me.

A little. You mind?

No. I guess it doesn't do any harm.

Well, then maybe I'll see you again.

Oh, I'm here every day.

What was that about?

Well, it was about a pretty girl
in a grocery store, Pellemin.

Man's gotta keep his eye on the future.

Are those fellas bothering you, Angie?

No, as a matter of fact, they weren't.

I just thought I'd walk you home.

Thank you, but I can find the way.

They've got green poker tables

At the Silver Dollar Saloon

Watered down whiskey

On a hot afternoon

I'm a castaway stranger

With a dollar or two

Guess you can tell
that I'm just passing through...

He sings like a bird, don't he?

Smile at that barmaid, Lord

But she just don't care

Her starched
and store-bought boyfriend

Tells me not to stare

And I've got no silver dollars

To tip her when I'm through

Guess she can tell

That I'm just passing through...

Don't we have a law
against vagrants and beggars?

We'll have two beers, all right,
and one for our friend there.

That'll be 25 cents apiece.

- Price of beer has gone up.
- In advance.

Hey, that song's
gotta be worth something.

Now look, mister,
I can't buy a new keg of beer

with that song.

Now, you fellas
either shell out or get out.

Just relax and enjoy the music.

Boy sings like a bird, don't he?

You heard me!

Now, you fellas either walk out of here
or else get thrown out.

If you need any help,
I'll take care of that songbird.

You touch him and I'll...

I'll tell you what you'll do, mister.

You'll get out of here,
and I mean both of you right now.

I'd rather roam

Yes, I'd rather be a man
just passing through...

Billy.

No, no applause, please.

The friendly feeling in the room
is sufficient reward.

Good night.

Hey! How you doing?
You boys leaving?

- We thought we might.
- You still looking for work?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I talked to the foreman
at the Silver King mine.

He's looking for men.

Just bring him this note.
He'll take care of it.

Oh, thank you, thank you very much.
We appreciate it.

It's my pleasure. Take care.

Whoo-whee.

You fellas ready for that drink?

Well, we're kinda down
on our luck tonight.

That's all right. You got rich friends.

You got enough for a couple of rounds.

Well, not this saloon.

What's wrong with it?

I hope you don't think
I'm being snobbish,

but the people that frequent this place
are rather low-element

if you know what I mean.

Hey, Dusty.

What?

The two fellas that just joined 'em,

that's the guy on the poster
in Carson City.

- Hey, uh...
- Yeah.

Great.

Let's go talk to the sheriff.

Mr. Cartwright, what's a weary willie?

Well, Jamie...

It's a man who...

goes from one place to another

looking for himself.

Why?

Because he's lost.

You mean he doesn't know
where he is?

No.

He doesn't know who he is

or why he's here

or even what he's looking for.

Oh, you mean like

somebody that doesn't know what
he wants to be when he grows up?

Something like that.

See...

a man goes away to war,

and he lives every minute in danger,

in misery and mud.

And he comes back, he's changed.

And he can't figure out
why the rest of the world

hasn't changed as much as he has.

So he goes looking.

Mr. Cartwright, Joe's back.

Oh, good.

Guess he must've got word
from the sheriff in Carson City.

- Well?
- Yeah, he was the one all right.

We got a telegram from Carson City.

What did they pick him up for?

Well, he was wanted
for robbery and murder.

A lynch mob started to gather,
and he managed to get away.

About two days later, they found
out they had the wrong man.

I guess he just looked guilty.

What kinda look is that?

Different, Jamie.

He looked different,
so they figured he had to be guilty.

Weary Willie is a stray

'Cause he has no place to stay

Weary Willie tore his shirt

Riding on a clump of dirt

Yeah, well, I got one for you.

Weary Willie was a dirty man

He washed his face with a frying pan

He combed his hair
with a wagon wheel...

Good morning.

- Willie, Willie!
- That's right, Willie.

- Bye.
- Those kids...

Oh, they don't mean any harm.

Tell me something,
you got guitar strings?

Yes, we do.

Do you want to buy the whole set?

Well, now I didn't say
I wanted to buy 'em.

I just asked if you had 'em.

See, I got this terrible case
of curiosity.

I'll bet you got coffee, too.

Yes.

And sugar and salt
and canned beans, too?

All that, too.

Well, then you got just what I need.

But I ain't got no money.

I'm sorry.

We don't give credit to strangers.

Ah, don't be sorry.
I don't believe in credit neither.

Now, I did notice
that your back fence needs painting.

And I can chop wood
and sweep out the store.

Any work you need done, I can do it.

I'll have to... ask my pa.

Well, hey, you play the guitar?

No, I don't.

Well, how would you like to learn?

I mean, you'd be surprised how fast
you could learn to play the guitar.

I'll tell you what,
you give me $5 worth of stuff,

I'll give you ten lessons, how's that?

Get out of here
before you say one more word,

or I'll call the sheriff.

- Pa!
- You don't need the sheriff...

You stay out of this, Edward!

Come on, you. Come on, come on!

Hey, Edward, now
you don't want to get your hands dirty.

Edward!

I'm awful sorry.

I'm gonna teach you the guitar anyway.

- I don't see any.
- Wait a minute.

I'm sure I saw sugar.

Here it is.

Hey, we got visitors, Billy.

Don't worry about it.
They said we could stay, didn't they?

Yeah.

Come on, keep working.

You Mr. Ben Cartwright?

Howdy.

Well, I hope you won't mind
a few of our friends joining us.

Please don't make them leave,
Mr. Cartwright.

What are you doing here, Angie?

I came here to help them.
They're good people.

My friends who came with me
feel the same way I do.

That's very commendable.

Don't you think
this is going just a little too far?

Chopping down trees
without asking permission?

Woods thick as this,

you don't thin out the trees,
they'll all die.

Well, I'm... grateful
for that information.

And I see you're building here.

Oh, just a shelter.
We'll take it down when we go,

leave the place
like it was when we got here.

Sir, the way I see it,
this clearing's no good to you anyway.

Hey, willies! Whoo!

Ahh.

Oh!

High point of my life is

catching sight of that stack of rocks
back there on the road.

We haven't seen a friendly face
in over a month.

My regards.

Hope you have some tea.

My wife's expecting,
and coffee don't set well.

Didn't you bring tea, Angie?

Yes, and the kettle's
already simmering.

It won't take just a minute
to bring it to a boil.

Oh, oh, well, thank you.

How soon are you due?

Well, I reckon by the next morning.

You got to admit,
they sure are a friendly bunch.

The problem is
you got to stop it somewhere.

You can't just let 'em keep coming in.
They'll be swarming all over the ranch.

I know.

Well...

All right, I'll tell you what.

You can build you shelter,

and anyone who is here now can stay.

But, uh,

that, uh... that stack of rocks
out there on the road,

that's gotta go, all right?

We're building a shelter
big enough for a lot more.

Seems a shame
not to get the most use out of it.

Sorry, but that's my offer.

What if people
just happen to wander in?

Then I guess
they'll just have to wander out again.

Oh, and, uh, no trouble.

If there's any trouble
either here or in town,

the lease is canceled.

Won't be any trouble, Mr. Cartwright.

Well, I hope not.

Now, what about these fellas here?

Anybody here
have any special skills of any kind?

Sure, most of us have trades.

Me, I've worked with leather,
you know, vests and belts, saddlebags.

I'm a silversmith.

Would you like to place an order
for some silver spurs?

He does beautiful work.

There's one step you forgot,
the first one.

Where's he gonna get leather
for the vests?

Well, we ain't got that one
worked out yet, but once we...

I hope it's not too strong, Carolyn.

Oh, it looks just right.

Angie!

Pa. Don't you dare make a scene.

Now, you get in that buggy
and go home. We'll talk later.

Now listen, Pa.

You told him, didn't you?

You saw me get in the buggy,
and you followed me here.

Oh, no, Angie.

Oh, yes, you did.

I said we'd talk later.

I'd rather talk now.
I'm not a child, Pa.

Then you ought to have more sense
than take away riff-raff like that.

Ten hut, my apologies, Major!
I'll have 'em all shot at sunrise!

Unless you file charges of trespassing,
I'm gonna take action.

Nobody's trespassing.
They had my permission to stay here.

Very well, then,
I'll take it up with the sheriff.

Take what up?
They haven't done anything.

What about these groceries here,
taken from my store?

- Did you buy 'em?
- You saying I stole 'em?

I'm saying you coerced my daughter
into stealing them for you.

That isn't true.

In the case of a minor,
any undue pressure.

There wasn't any.

We'll let the judge decide that.
Now, you get in that buggy.

I'm not ready to leave yet, Pa.

Angie, you better go.

I think you better, Angie.

All right, whatever the costs,
put it on my bill.

No. No, they'll pay for it.

Or else.

Hey, Pa, you know, uh,

Billy's gonna start working for us
tomorrow anyway.

Why don't you just give him
an advance on his wages, huh?

What do they owe you?

You better take that grin off your face.

I want to see you at my house
early tomorrow morning.

What's the matter? You sick?

No, Hop Sing, I'm just thinking.

Hop Sing thinking, too.

Mr. Hoss eat enough make cook feel
like effort is not wasted.

Mmm. Very good food, Hop Sing.

Besides, I got to keep my strength up.

I still got a lot of work to do
up there at Samanow Canyon.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

How long's that job gonna take?

Hmm, probably a couple more days.

You feeling all right, Joe?

Oh, I'll tell you
what I was thinking about.

I was looking at all this food,

and just wondering if those people
out in the woods had enough to eat.

Well, a lot of people
in this world who are hungry.

Some are hungry because they can't
work and we should help them.

Others are hungry
because they can't find a job.

And still, others are hungry
because they won't work.

If they get hungry enough,
they'll do something about it.

If a man spends all his time working,
he don't have any time to think.

Where did you hear that, Jamie?

That's what Mr. Pellemin said.

And where did you meet Mr. Pellemin?

This morning at the camp
on the way to school.

Camp's not on the way to school.

Well, I... I sorta
went a little out of my way.

But you did get to school on time.

Well...

I got to talking to Mr. Krulak
when I let him have my silver dollar.

You gave... you gave Krulak
your silver dollar?

No, sir, I'm just letting him use it.

You see, he's gonna make me
a concho for my belt.

What are you doing with that steer?

Just looking him over, Mr. Cartwright.

No need to put him on the ground
to look him over.

There's a reason for that,
Mr. Cartwright.

- Mr. Cartwright...
- Angie, Angie.

Not supposed to be
any of my cattle in this section.

What's he doing here?

You better ask him that. Hello, Jamie.

Hi, Billy.

You were supposed to report to
my house for work this morning.

Well, something came up.
I couldn't make it.

Something more important
than the bargain we made?

That steer,

he was stuck in that bog back there
up to his neck.

I don't see any mud on him.

That's 'cause we washed him off
to see what was wrong with him.

You sure got an answer
for everything, don't you?

Well, if malarkey was music,
I'd be a brass band.

All right, let him up.

See, he broke his leg
trying to get out of that bog.

Billy?

Take Jamie and Angie over there.

Come on now, you know
there's nothing we can do for him.

Hey, Jamie!

Hey, I got something for you.

It's beautiful, Mr. Krulak.

I have to admit it's not half bad.

How'd you do it?

Just takes the right kind of tools
and a little work.

Can you show me how?

Sure.

You get another silver dollar,

and I'll make a better buckle
for that belt.

Look, Mr. Cartwright.

It's very good.

A Navajo taught me.

There wasn't anything
that man couldn't do

with a piece of silver.

Billy?

No need letting all that meat
go to waste.

I'm sure you can use it.

Well, we can use it all.

We can use the meat and the hide,
the bones, even the hooves.

I'm sorry about that wrong conclusion
I jumped to.

Well, that's all right.
We're used to it.

Sometimes you just ask for it.

All right, Jamie,
I'll drop you off at school

on the way to town.

Thanks, Mr. Krulak.

Come on! Hyah!

Hyah!

Hey, Billy, want to help me
skin out that cow now?

I'd like to, Pellemin,
but my ankle's giving me fits.

Oh, well...

that's all right. Krulak can help me.

Come on.

There's nothing wrong with your ankle.

Well, I tell you, Angie,

I saw a lot of death
when I was in the army,

but somehow I just never got
used to being around it.

If we sow the seeds of doubt

deep down in our minds

They'll ramble and tangle

Till we strangle each other like vines

Like it's already growing wild

From Boston to Atlanta, Georgia

And it won't be very long
until it's over

Sometimes I doubt
and my mind begins to wonder

If fighting for a woman
will make me feel I'm stronger

But I believe that loving her

Is better than dying for her

Though it won't be very long...

Until...

It's over...

Billy,

what'd you do in the army?

Well...

We did an awful lot of walking.

And did some camping out
and then did a lot more walking.

And then one day,
a whole bunch of us fellers

ran up a hill
shooting off our guns and yelling.

And the fellers on the top of the hill

started shooting off their guns
and yelling,

so we ran back down the hill again.

But there was an officer down there,

and he started yelling
and shooting off his gun,

so we run back up the hill
and then we run down the hill

and we run up the hill and down
the hill and up and down and...

wasn't anybody left to run no more.

And then somebody said, "Well...

"we didn't want that old hill anyway."

That's when I let out for the brush,

and I guess they went
looking for the hill they wanted.

That's why you joined
the weary willies?

Well...

You can't join the weary willies
'cause all of 'em are unjoined.

Uh...

we're just together
'cause we understand each other.

Angie?

What do you suppose
could satisfy the soul

except to walk free
and know no superior?

That's Walt Whitman.

Is that what you want to do
the rest of your life?

Walk free?

I ain't gonna run up
no more hills nobody wants.

Aren't there any hills
you want to climb?

Nope.

What if I were
on top of one of those hills?

Well...

I'd wave to you as I'd pass by.

Um...

I'd probably miss you
when you were behind me.

Hey.

- Don't you touch her!
- Edward!

Hey, Edward, now whatcha doing?

What do you think you're doing?

Looking after you, which you
don't have enough sense to do.

Come on!

Aah!

Hey, willie!

Let's go! Come on.

Get him off me!

I don't want to see you hurt.

He wasn't hurting me.

I liked it. I like him.

I don't like you.

We're not through with you yet, mister.

Let him go.

Billy, please.

Let him go, Pellemin.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, thank you.

Ben. You seen Angie?

No, not since this morning.
She was out at the willies camp.

- Going out that way?
- I was just leaving.

- I'll ride along with you.
- All right.

Major Colter!

Major Colter!

It's your daughter, Major.

The wife and I
were driving out of town.

We came across this empty buggy
right alongside there where...

where they have that camp.

Then we heard some sounds
in the woods like...

like it was somebody crying.

She said something about, uh,
some man pulled her into the woods.

- Get the doctor, please.
- Yeah.

Angie?

Angie, it's me, Pa.
Can you hear me, Angie?

Major, don't try to make her talk now.

You're responsible for this.
Letting them willies stay at your ranch.

We don't know that one of them did it.

We're gonna get a posse together,
and find the man who did it.

I got a pretty good idea
where to start looking.

Hyah!

How many of them
weary willies are at yonder?

Who knows?
They just keep on coming.

Sheriff should've taken a bigger posse.

Yeah, maybe we better go along
and give him a hand.

Hello there, fellas. How you doing?

This is about the best barbequed beef
I've ever had.

Could've had a touch too much salt.

Bye.

Must be a wondrous thing
being kicked from inside.

Yes.

Folks, I knew you're all wondering
what we're doing here.

And if you give me a minute,
I'll tell you.

First off, you are not under arrest.

But we are taking you into town
for your own protection.

Marty, you and Ed,
check those tents for weapons,

and make sure
we don't leave anybody behind.

Now, wait a minute.
Suppose we don't want to go?

Yeah.

Then we just take you, that's all.

Boys, help 'em load up in the wagons,
will you, please?

Mr. Cartwright, what's this all about?

Billy, Angie Colter was...

Somebody assaulted my daughter.

Was... was she hurt?

Yes. Yes, she was hurt.

Come on, let's go.

Hey now, wait a minute.
Now, wait a minute!

You don't think I had anything
to do with that, do you?

Billy, nobody says
you had anything to do with it

or anybody else here,

but I think it's best
you come along with us.

A lot of angry people in town and...

well, they got their eye on all of you.

Come on.

I guess that's all of them, Sheriff.

All right, let's move 'em out.

All right, tear this up! Everybody!

I said down! Down!

Hey, Neil! Get that!

Come on, bring it down now!
That's the way, right!

All right, tear this up!

Hey! Wait a minute!

Aah!

Well, well, here's one they missed.

Hey, Willie! Hey, Willie!

Hey, now take it easy, boy!

There ain't no more Willies left.

Hey, what are you gonna do?

All right, Ben.

Oh, I... I'm sorry, Ed.
You better wait outside.

Oh, oh, all right.

Oh.

Hey, you better let me
take a look at that.

It's nothing, Doc.
I got it caught on a rosebush.

Angie.

Sheriff wanted me to...

come over and ask
if you could remember anything

that might help us identify the man.

Anything?

I left... the camp early...

to get home before dark.

When I got to Fern Creek,
where the road narrows,

there was a big branch
across the road.

I got

out of the buggy...

and started to move the branch.

S... Someone grabbed me
from behind,

dragged me into the...

woods.

Do you remember...

what the man was wearing?
Did you see that?

Did he say anything?
Could you remember his voice?

No, he was behind me.

And he had his hand over my mouth.

Last thing I remember is...

digging my nails into his head,

trying to make him let go.

I'll kill him.

Now, just a...

Hold it!

Mr. Cartwright, let me explain.

Get him out of here, Ben! Get him out!

I'm sorry, Billy.

Well, that ain't gonna help Pellemin.

No, I guess it won't.

For what it's worth,
Marcus and the others are in jail.

How's Angie?

She's about as well
as can be expected, I guess.

Those blankets that have been torn up

and everything around here
that's been smashed up and...

will all be replaced, Billy.

You're welcome to stay on.

Oh, no. Thank you, Mr. Cartwright.

Well...

maybe you'll change your mind.

No, sir. I don't think so.

Billy, do you think it's gonna be
any different in the next town?

Or the next?

I don't know, but I just keep on hoping.

What?

People will...

will change?

Or they'll stop being selfish
and greedy and suspicious

and violent.

And be what?

Like you?

Is that what you want?

A world full of people like you?

Would that be so bad?

No.

The world just can't stop.

It just can't sit under a tree
in the shade

and dream about the future.

You have to make the future.

It ain't gonna be me, Mr. Cartwright,
'cause I don't like this world.

Then change it.

Don't withdraw from it, Billy.

Become part of it. Make it better.

You tell me,

why should I?

Because it's the only world you've got.

When the blue and gray were fightin'

I found a blood brother

And when the smoke had cleared

We stuck with each other

Spilled blood at Chickamauga

And the cannon roared that day

But it bound us together

To right-thinkin' ways

We were blood brothers

And we're blood brothers all...