Rawhide (1959–1965): Season 2, Episode 22 - Incident of the Champagne Bottles - full transcript
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( whip cracks )
Hyah!
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Hyah!
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( majestic theme playing )
FAVOR (voice-over):
I keep lookin' at 'em.
The herd and the drovers.
Which is more important?
Beeves are worth
over $20 a head
when we get to
Sedalia, Missouri.
And the drovers?
I can't sell them.
Most of 'em won't be there
when we get to Sedalia.
It's a thing you get to
thinking of on the drive,
who's worth more:
cattle, or the drovers
who get 'em there?
And I'm one of the drovers.
My name's Gil Favor,
trail boss.
( upbeat theme playing )
If I told you once,
Mushy,
I told you
a thousand times.
( playful theme playing )
A thousand times?
( groans )
There's two ways
to build a fire.
Now, what are they?
The right way
and the wrong way.
Hey, Wish,
the fire's smoking.
I know
it's smokin'.
Well, there's only
two ways to build a fire.
You just take care
of your scouting,
and leave me
to take care of the fires.
All right.
It's still smoking.
I took a look
up ahead.
Yeah,
what's the trouble?
There ain't none.
The land's as flat
as the palm of your hand,
it's well-watered
and green.
Stop it, Pete.
You're breaking Rowdy's heart.
Well, I don't know.
It just ain't natural,
everything going so easy.
( dramatic theme playing )
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Ain't in
much of a hurry.
That wagon of theirs
must be real delicate.
Or the lady
riding on it.
They act like they got
a wagonload of eggs.
Oh, we could use some
fresh eggs, Mr. Wishbone.
Oh, shut up.
Peel that.
How far is it
to Benton's Crossing?
About 30 miles.
But you're traveling
in the wrong direction.
We are?
It's south of here.
You're traveling east.
We must have guessed wrong
at that last turnoff.
Which is the quickest way
of getting there?
Pete?
Well, you could
backtrack, or, uh...
cut across country.
Save yourself
a few miles.
That'd be pretty
rough going.
It'll be getting dark
in an hour anyway.
You mind if we
camp here tonight?
You might as well.
All right, I'll tell
Mr. and Mrs. Parker,
see what
they wanna do.
Is, uh, Mrs. Parker
not feeling well?
She's fine.
They said we're heading
in the wrong direction.
We better
camp here tonight.
She looks fine too.
( scoffs )
Yeah.
Take it easy, Parker.
All right, all right.
Oh, Rowdy?
Yeah.
Why don't you,
uh, go on over
and invite 'em
to have supper with us?
Yeah. I sure will.
Uh, Rowdy?
Hm?
All of them.
Oh, Mr. Parker?
Yes?
Uh, our boss says
he'd like to have you
join us for supper,
if you feel like it.
Well,
I don't think, uh--
Of course
we will.
That'd be fine,
ma'am.
Oh, uh...
is there anything wrong
with this wagon here?
We'll help you
fix it if there is.
Uh, thank you.
Everything's fine
with the wagon.
Do you have
a good cook?
Oh, Wishbone?
Well, hm.
None of us have
starved to death,
if that's
what you mean.
( all chuckle )
Where can I water them?
Well, the stream's
right down there.
My name's Favor.
Oh.
Matt Holden,
Mr. Favor.
Mr. Holden.
You been doin'
any thinkin'
about what they might have
in that wagon?
That ain't
none of our business.
I hope it stays
that way.
( gently mysterious theme
playing )
Good night,
Mush.
I haven't tasted coffee
as good as this
since we
left the East.
Wishbone'll be
glad to hear that.
But don't tell him.
SUSAN:
Why not? The stew was delicious.
FAVOR:
He's hard enough
to live with as it is.
( bangs pot on table )
WISHBONE:
More coffee, Mr. Parker?
More stew,
Mrs. Parker?
No, thank you, Wishbone,
but it was very good.
It's a pleasure
to meet people
who appreciate
the finer things of life.
Did you, uh,
come out here all the
way in that wagon?
Hardly.
We came to
the Gulf by boat.
By boat?
That must have been
a lot more comfortable
than riding
in that wagon, huh?
Oh, I don't really mind.
It's sort of exciting.
The rate you're traveling,
it's gonna take you
quite a while
to get anywhere.
Oh, we're not in a hurry
to get anywhere.
Get away
from there.
Well,
I was just--
( gun cocks )
I said get away
from the wagon.
Put the gun away, Holden.
Not until he--
Put it away.
Please, Matt.
( tense theme playing )
Quince?
I think you finished
eating, Mr. and Mrs. Parker?
Holden?
Look, w-we don't want
you to think--
What?
Well...
James, they're all curious.
We can't really blame them,
can we?
I suppose not.
Matt.
Why not show our friends
what we're carrying.
It's all right.
They're good people.
That, gentlemen,
is a bottle of champagne.
Put it back, Holden.
We're carrying
two dozen cases, Mr. Favor.
That may explain our
extreme caution
with the wagon.
Champagne bruises so easily.
We imported the wine
from France.
Each bottle is almost worth
its weight in gold.
So you can understand
our reluctance
to discuss our cargo.
Sure.
Well, I think
we'd better turn in.
Good night.
I suppose you gentlemen
are disappointed
we didn't turn out
to be bank robbers.
Nobody said you were.
( laughs ):
No.
But plenty of you
must have thought so.
Good night.
Hey, Wishbone.
Tell me something.
Just what is
this champagne?
Your ignorance
astonishes me, Quince.
Well, all right, but...
what's champagne?
Well--
Well, it's wine,
that's what it is!
Wine?
Well, why don't they
call it wine?
Well, becau--
Because it's
champagne!
Now what is it
that you want?
I just wanted to ask you:
What's champagne?
( grumbles )
What makes
Mr. Wishbone so mean?
I don't know. Maybe he
just don't like champagne.
Hey, uh...
have you ever
tasted the stuff?
I never even
heard of it!
Sure must be
mighty fine-tasting!
Them totin' it around
in the careful way they are.
You, uh...
You think they, um,
might miss one little bottle?
After all, they,
um, kinda owe it to us.
Did feed 'em supper,
didn't we?
We sure did.
( quiet theme playing )
Mushy.
Huh?
Better get Wishbone.
Ah, he'll kill me.
I'll help him if you don't
hurry up. Now get on.
Get.
( playful theme playing )
( whispers ):
Mr. Wishbone?
Quince and I got
a bottle of champagne,
want you to open it.
Have you gone
out of your mind?
Not that you
had very far to go.
But, Mr. Wishbone,
is there anybody else
in this whole camp
knows anything
about champagne?
Uh-- Course not.
Well?
( sighs )
All right.
( loudly ):
Stealin' a bottle
of champagne!
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.
Oh, it ain't
exactly stolen.
We...sort of borrowed it.
I heard likelier stories
from born horse thieves.
Uh...wouldn't you kind of
like a drink of the stuff?
Well, yeah...
to be sure it's really
the imported kind.
All right.
Let's see you
get the cork out.
Darn thing's
all fenced in.
WISHBONE:
That's to keep
the cork from poppin'.
( cork squeaking )
Go ahead, Mushy.
You can have the first taste.
( spits )
( retches )
Well?
It's real good,
only it tastes terrible.
Here, let me try that.
Darn stuff would break a man
of the habit of drinkin'!
( scoffing ):
Well..
you two just ain't got
the taste for champagne.
That ain't
champagne!
That's bottled fire!
Don't throw it!
( cattle bawling )
( urgent theme playing )
FAVOR:
Get to the herd!
( steers bellowing )
FAVOR:
Watch out.
Turn 'em!
Turn 'em in!
( men yelling, whistling )
Quince?
Was I...killed?
You ain't got
nothin' but a scratch.
That's mighty
powerful champagne!
What kind of grapes
them French using these days?
Why didn't you leave
the stuff alone?
That don't matter now.
It matters to us.
No harm was done, Matt.
These jugheads.
They could have blown up
the whole wagon!
You mean you got a whole
wagonload of that stuff?!
That's our concern.
Not when you bring it
into our camp, it ain--
You could have something
else to worry about.
( hoofbeats approaching )
What did you have
in those bottles?
Champagne.
I can find out
for myself.
James, perhaps
we'd better...
All right.
Nitroglycerin.
( dramatic theme playing )
What's
nitro...glycerin?
High explosive.
About a hundred times
more powerful than gunpowder.
Now we all know.
Quince?
Yeah?
FAVOR:
Pete's with the herd.
Ride out and tell him
to move the beeves north.
No stopping,
not even for meals.
Keep moving until
Rowdy and I catch up.
How long
do you figure?
Twenty-four hours.
We'll stay here
and make sure
the wagon don't follow.
Wishbone,
break camp.
Come on, Mushy.
( playful theme playing )
Mushy!
I saw some of
that stuff.
Well, that don't matter.
Come on.
Oh, don't do that.
What's the matter?
You afraid you're gonna explode?
( dramatic theme playing )
( men yelling, whistling )
( dramatic theme playing )
( steers bawling )
( men shouting )
( playful theme playing )
You might as well
start breathin'.
Supposin' the air
sets the stuff off?
Well, we're gonna find out
sooner or later anyway.
( inhales deeply )
( hiccups )
Come on.
Well, if nobody minds,
I think I'll get back to bed.
You have any idea
how dangerous
the transportin' of
nitroglycerin can be?
Do you?
I learned a bit about it
in the Army.
A lot of men have been killed
handling that stuff.
All it needs is a jolt.
Sometimes not even
that much.
Even too much heat
can set that stuff off.
And aren't you worried
about staying around
a wagonload of it?
There's
a federal law against
the illegal possession
of explosives.
What makes you think
our possession is illegal?
Cartin' it around
like you are,
in those
champagne bottles.
And in the first place,
the Army's the only one
allowed to transport
nitroglycerin.
You got any idea
what the penalty is
for doing
what you're doing?
Why not tell us?
Death, by hanging.
You know enough about law
to be a marshal, Mr. Favor.
Well, I'm satisfied
being a trail boss.
Then you have no intention
of heroically escorting us
to the nearest town?
I just wanna see my herd
gets a good safe distance ahead
before you start
moving that wagon.
There's 30 miles
of rough country
between here
and Benton's Crossing.
What do you figure
your odds are of making it?
I think the odds are just fine.
( gun cocks )
Susan, they're only waiting
till the herd gets clear.
They can identify us,
James.
They can ride into town
and notify the law.
We travel too slowly
to risk that.
Matt,
get this man's gun.
( tense theme playing )
SUSAN:
Mr. Favor!
( action theme playing )
( groans )
Drop it!
All right,
over there with him.
( quiet suspenseful
theme playing )
The wrong one's
wearing the pants
in the Parker family.
It's the nitro
that bothers me.
Not the pants.
It's light enough
to move now.
Get him in the wagon.
We can put Mr. Parker
in the wagon.
( groans )
ROWDY:
You ain't gonna be
too comfortable in there.
If the nitro
were to go,
I'd be the first,
wouldn't I?
But you wouldn't
be far behind.
That's a little
happy thought.
There's 30 miles
to Benton's Crossing.
Matt and I are going to be
on the wagon.
You two are going to walk ahead,
to make sure
the ground's smooth enough.
You won't be
far enough ahead, though,
if anything happens
to the nitro.
Not far enough ahead
to be safe.
That's gonna
take a lot of time.
SUSAN:
We've got time.
What happens when we
get to Benton's Crossing?
Someone's waiting.
With a barge.
I don't know
what happens to you
when we get there.
Get the horses.
( cocks gun )
Why would anyone
steal a wagonload
of trouble like that,
anyway?
Parker said
a bottle of champagne's
worth its weight in gold.
I don't know about
the champagne,
but in mining country,
that nitro would be worth
a lot more than that.
( bottles clattering )
One more like that...
( huffs )
You trying
to get us killed?
Hey, that's not
a bad idea.
One of you,
we need.
The other,
we can get rid of right now.
Let him talk.
He's scared.
Scared enough
to shoot.
Now you watch for
rocks on the road,
you hear?
We hear.
Don't push them
too hard, Matt.
( inhales sharply )
Start to worrying
about their health?
We need them.
If he hadn't got
himself shot...
Yeah.
You think
he's gonna last
till we get
the nitro loaded?
He'll last.
But not after,
huh?
All right.
Get going, drovers.
( menacing theme playing )
( tense theme playing )
These are
too big to dig out.
( sighs )
Well, it looks like
this is the end of the trip.
This trip
ain't gonna end
till we get to
Benton's Crossing,
not before.
You gonna try to
drive the wagon over this?
No.
We're gonna
pull it over.
We'll have to unload
this stuff
before we take the wagon
over the rock.
We can't do that.
We can't put it out
in the hot sun.
Your nitroglycerin.
And your life.
All right.
Unhitch those horses.
( gloomy theme playing )
Get down,
Susan.
What about Parker?
He's a sick man.
Too sick to haul
a wagon around.
You leavin' him
in the wagon?
He'll be just as safe
as the rest of us.
Susan,
get the horses.
Take 'em off
the road.
I'll take them.
Ain't there
some other way
you could have gotten
what you wanted outta life?
You know,
you're a pretty woman.
You could have gotten it
without getting caught up
in all this.
How would you know
what I want?
Money, ain't it?
That's a part
of it.
A small part.
Now we're gonna pull the wagon
over them boulders.
Horses lose
their footing too easy.
Get too skittish.
I hope you ain't.
You're talkin' a lot.
Yeah.
I'm sweatin' a lot too,
but it don't mean a thing.
Except you're scared.
Sure, I'm scared.
I mean,
you're not?
Yup.
Ah, let's get it
over with.
( tense theme playing )
All right?
Let's haul it!
( grunting )
( creaking )
All right,
hold it!
Hold it, and come around
and get the brake.
All right, now,
let it down easy.
More!
Eeeasy!
( sighs )
( gasps )
Well,
that wasn't too bad.
We still got the second wheel
to get over it.
It'll come
just as easy.
I don't get it.
Stealin' a load
of nitroglycerin,
switching it
to champagne bottles,
cartin' it
all over the country...
Sure doesn't seem
the way a man like you
would do things.
And how do you figure
I'd do things?
Hit fast,
get away fast.
Stagecoaches, banks.
You're right.
You get
the money that way.
Not the other things.
What other things?
All right, we've got another
wheel to get over.
That's right.
And talking ain't
gonna get it done.
All right!
( creaking )
( clattering )
( grunts )
( glass tinkling )
All right,
hold on!
Hold on!
( tense theme swells )
( gun cocks )
I don't hear no
champagne corks poppin'.
( sighs )
That was bad.
Real bad.
Could have been worse.
Bring the horses, Susan.
You wanna
know somethin'?
We'd have never made it
if we hadn't taken you along.
You're right.
( both sighing )
( tense theme playing )
Should have stopped
down below, in the shade.
First you say
we can't travel by night.
Now you say
we can't travel by day.
Look, I ain't worried about us.
It's that nitro.
Heat can make it blow
just as sure as bumpin' it.
How much heat?
I don't know.
And I don't wanna find out.
JAMES:
Susan?
( slurred ):
Water, please.
There isn't much.
I want water.
Matt?
There ain't much.
He's got the fever.
I ain't interested
in his thirst.
( melancholy theme playing )
SUSAN:
Drink as little as you can.
There isn't much.
( gasps )
There's plenty of...
champagne to drink.
Yellow...oily...champagne,
that can blossom into
bright red flowers.
I...
I prefer water.
I've always
preferred water.
But you...
You were always
the champagne type,
weren't you?
I was an engineer.
( panting )
I was trusted.
What am I now?
A thief.
A fugitive.
A sick man riding a wagon
bound for nowhere.
Your bandage
needs changing.
And my life
needs changing.
But I don't have to
worry about that.
You and Holden
will take care of that,
won't you?
You'd better rest.
Boss?
Huh?
When do you
wanna make a try?
I don't know.
Right now we couldn't
get over 20 feet
without being shot.
I'm willin'
to take the chance.
Yeah, but that
ain't no chance.
No.
( dramatic theme playing )
( cork pops )
( fizzing )
Whoa.
If it's hot enough
to pop a bottle,
that nitro must be
ready to boil.
Look.
See those green bushes
down there.
Maybe there's
water there.
James!
Would water help?
Might.
Wet blankets
over the bottles.
Come back here.
Open the flap.
Th-- This isn't
nitroglycerin!
That's right.
Get the blankets
outta there.
FAVOR:
Give me
a hand with it.
Now.
There's a stream
down there.
You and me are gonna
take the blankets,
soak 'em and spread 'em
over the nitro.
What for?
When it's hot enough
to pop champagne,
it's hot enough
to boil nitro.
Now pick up them blankets.
( tense theme playing )
Hurry up.
( dramatic theme playing )
I guess maybe
he was pretty thirsty.
Maybe.
James,
can you walk?
Not well enough.
Not fast enough.
I could carry him.
How far
would we get?
That nitroglycerin
in there should explode,
it'll take this
whole mountain with it.
We'll wait.
Parker,
how much time we got?
Why ask me?
You're the only one
who would know.
Nobody knows
much about nitroglycerin.
Even the engineers
who use it.
What was it
gonna be used for?
Military construction.
SUSAN:
James!
What difference
does it make?
He knows we've stolen it.
What are you doing?
Might as well
give 'em a chance.
We can always
pick 'em up later.
Say, how come
you got champagne
in with the nitro?
If the military patrol
or a sheriff got curious,
we'd pour them
a glass of champagne.
There are two bottles
in each case of nitro.
How do you tell
which is which?
There are three rows
of four bottles in each case.
The two middle bottles
in the middle row
are the champagne bottles.
Hyah!
Hyah!
( grunts )
Wonder what
champagne tastes like.
Eh, these blankets
don't work,
you're never
gonna find out.
You ever drunk any?
Yeah.
Was it--?
How'd you like it?
Oh, I liked it fine
at the time.
Right now I'm sorry
they ever invented it.
Yeah.
It's up to
the blankets now.
Evaporation,
my friend.
That's what does it.
It'll work.
We're all right
for now.
Maybe.
You feeling better?
Much better.
Get Holden!
FAVOR:
Get Holden!
( action theme playing )
( grunts )
( quiet theme playing )
( Rowdy groans )
( groans )
I had myself a little
private explosion.
Holden's taken off.
Well, we got the artillery,
though, huh?
What do you think
you've done?
I've started
my wound bleeding again.
( thunder rumbles )
Storm comin' in.
Yeah.
I don't like the idea of
leaving you here alone.
There's only one horse.
The storm's comin' in fast.
You better get movin'.
How's Parker?
All right.
The bleeding stopped.
You know, if that lightning
hits anywhere near this wagon--
Just get to the herd,
bring back a half a dozen men.
If Holden gets here first,
you're gonna be a sittin' duck.
Move out!
All right.
( horse snorts )
( hoofbeats galloping away )
( thunder rumbles
in distance )
( thunder rumbles loudly )
I'm glad you stayed.
I'm afraid of thunder.
I didn't think there was
anything could frighten you.
Ever since I was
a little girl,
I've been afraid.
Thunder won't hurt you.
I know.
I know it's just the sound
of the clouds bumping.
It's the lightning
that's really dangerous,
I know, but...
I'm afraid.
( thunder rumbles )
Whenever it stormed,
I always used to run
to my father.
Never my mother.
Women are no good.
They're weak.
I used to run to him,
and he'd hold me.
He was strong too.
( thunder rumbles )
( peaceful theme playing )
You should never
have married me, Susan.
If I ever get outta this,
I'm going back East
and give myself up
to the authorities.
And let them
put you in a cage?
Perhaps I belong in a cage.
He wouldn't have you.
I wouldn't want him.
He's tame.
Like you.
Holden's all you can expect.
For what he's worth.
Don't you know Holden's
going to get here with help
a lot faster
than your man?
Help from where?
Benton's Crossing.
That's nothing
but a river crossing.
A barge is there.
With a gunman.
Holden will
bring him back.
Two gunmen.
How nice for you.
That's the way it was planned
from the beginning.
We're going to load
the nitroglycerin on the barge
and float it downriver--
It'll be safe that way.
--and sell it.
I'll be rich and free.
Free from your husband, maybe.
You ain't never gonna be
free from Holden.
What makes you think
I wanna be?
Holden will own you in a way
your husband never has.
James is an engineer.
He was satisfied to remain one
for the rest of his life.
I wanted more.
It was my idea
that we steal the shipment
that James was
suppose to deliver
to the Army
at Ft. Greene.
You're proud of it.
Of course I am.
Money's only the beginning.
I want power
and position.
Holden's a pretty
big price to pay for it.
Besides, all he wants
is the money.
You don't know that.
We both saw him stay
as clear as he could
from the wagon
when it looked like
it was gonna blow up
from the heat.
I'm not marrying Holden.
Your husband's a better man.
Why don't you run
while you still can?
I've been
wonderin' that myself.
( tense theme playing )
How good
are you at dying?
That I never tried.
You better do something...
or you're going
to get your chance.
Drop the rifle,
Mr. Favor.
I can get off a shot
as quick as you can.
Besides...
if you miss,
you'll blow up
the whole countryside.
MAN:
You're forgettin' about me.
What are we
gonna do with 'em?
What do you think
we're gonna do with 'em?
If you kill him,
you'll have to kill me too.
That's a thought.
Susan.
All right,
move away from there.
You want the lady
to miss all the fun?
HOLDEN:
It's the nitro
I'm worried about.
Bullet might go clear
through him into that wagon.
Let's go, mister.
( tense theme playing )
( dramatic theme playing )
What are you trying to do,
Mr. Favor?
Make us think that's a bottle
of nitro you're holdin'?
Ain't champagne.
You're sure?
I didn't get it out of
the center of the case.
( suspenseful theme playing )
Be careful, mister!
FAVOR:
Why?
You wanna get us
all blown up?
All right,
then drop your gun.
You do, means jail.
Maybe hangin'.
Well, maybe.
But not tonight.
Tonight I--
I don't feel like
getting splattered
all over this mountain.
( gun cocks )
All right.
Holden?
What are you
waitin' for?
Me to drop it
by accident?
I don't know how much longer
I can keep this up.
All right.
All right.
Kick the guns over here.
The rifle?
You're bluffing.
Am I?
That's champagne.
You wouldn't dare
handle nitro like that!
If you don't give me
that rifle,
I'll drop this,
and, uh...
we may never know.
Give me
that bottle!
The rifle.
( sighs )
Take it.
( laughs )
Your bluff worked,
didn't it?
( gun cocks )
And I didn't have
the nerve to call it!
( dramatic theme playing )
( heroic theme playing )
Had some visitors.
FAVOR:
Holden picked 'em up.
We saw the explosion.
Figured you'd opened up
another bottle.
Yeah, that champagne
is pretty heady stuff.
Say, you didn't have time
to get back to the herd.
Well, I didn't have to.
Our horses caught up
to the herd.
Pete and the others
figured something was wrong.
I ran into 'em
a few miles outta here.
Pete, next time I tell you
to stay with the herd,
stay with it.
Yes, sir.
This time, though,
I must say,
it's pretty good
to see you.
Now get to Ft. Greene.
Have the Army come back
and pick up
this little package.
Get movin'!
( men yelling, whistling )
Hey, uh,
I kinda sneaked this away
when the marshal
wasn't lookin', but...
I just don't like the stuff.
You two wanna
finish it up?
( playful theme playing )
Oh, shut up!
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin'
Rollin' ♪
♪ Keep rollin', rollin'
Rollin' ♪
♪ Though the streams
Are swollen ♪
♪ Keep them dogies rollin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Through rain and wind
And weather ♪
♪ Hell-bent for leather ♪
♪ Wishin' my gal
Was by my side ♪
♪ All the things I'm missin' ♪
♪ Good vittles
Love and kissin' ♪
♪ Are waiting at the end
Of my ride ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide ♪
♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪
♪ Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
( whip cracks )
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Keep movin', movin', movin' ♪
♪ Though they're disapprovin' ♪
♪ Keep them dogies movin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Don't try
To understand 'em ♪
♪ Just rope, throw
And brand 'em ♪
♪ Soon we'll be livin'
High and wide ♪
♪ My heart's calculatin' ♪
♪ My true love
Will be waitin' ♪
♪ Be waiting at the end
Of my ride ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide ♪
♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪
♪ Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
( whip cracks )
( majestic theme playing )
FAVOR (voice-over):
I keep lookin' at 'em.
The herd and the drovers.
Which is more important?
Beeves are worth
over $20 a head
when we get to
Sedalia, Missouri.
And the drovers?
I can't sell them.
Most of 'em won't be there
when we get to Sedalia.
It's a thing you get to
thinking of on the drive,
who's worth more:
cattle, or the drovers
who get 'em there?
And I'm one of the drovers.
My name's Gil Favor,
trail boss.
( upbeat theme playing )
If I told you once,
Mushy,
I told you
a thousand times.
( playful theme playing )
A thousand times?
( groans )
There's two ways
to build a fire.
Now, what are they?
The right way
and the wrong way.
Hey, Wish,
the fire's smoking.
I know
it's smokin'.
Well, there's only
two ways to build a fire.
You just take care
of your scouting,
and leave me
to take care of the fires.
All right.
It's still smoking.
I took a look
up ahead.
Yeah,
what's the trouble?
There ain't none.
The land's as flat
as the palm of your hand,
it's well-watered
and green.
Stop it, Pete.
You're breaking Rowdy's heart.
Well, I don't know.
It just ain't natural,
everything going so easy.
( dramatic theme playing )
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Ain't in
much of a hurry.
That wagon of theirs
must be real delicate.
Or the lady
riding on it.
They act like they got
a wagonload of eggs.
Oh, we could use some
fresh eggs, Mr. Wishbone.
Oh, shut up.
Peel that.
How far is it
to Benton's Crossing?
About 30 miles.
But you're traveling
in the wrong direction.
We are?
It's south of here.
You're traveling east.
We must have guessed wrong
at that last turnoff.
Which is the quickest way
of getting there?
Pete?
Well, you could
backtrack, or, uh...
cut across country.
Save yourself
a few miles.
That'd be pretty
rough going.
It'll be getting dark
in an hour anyway.
You mind if we
camp here tonight?
You might as well.
All right, I'll tell
Mr. and Mrs. Parker,
see what
they wanna do.
Is, uh, Mrs. Parker
not feeling well?
She's fine.
They said we're heading
in the wrong direction.
We better
camp here tonight.
She looks fine too.
( scoffs )
Yeah.
Take it easy, Parker.
All right, all right.
Oh, Rowdy?
Yeah.
Why don't you,
uh, go on over
and invite 'em
to have supper with us?
Yeah. I sure will.
Uh, Rowdy?
Hm?
All of them.
Oh, Mr. Parker?
Yes?
Uh, our boss says
he'd like to have you
join us for supper,
if you feel like it.
Well,
I don't think, uh--
Of course
we will.
That'd be fine,
ma'am.
Oh, uh...
is there anything wrong
with this wagon here?
We'll help you
fix it if there is.
Uh, thank you.
Everything's fine
with the wagon.
Do you have
a good cook?
Oh, Wishbone?
Well, hm.
None of us have
starved to death,
if that's
what you mean.
( all chuckle )
Where can I water them?
Well, the stream's
right down there.
My name's Favor.
Oh.
Matt Holden,
Mr. Favor.
Mr. Holden.
You been doin'
any thinkin'
about what they might have
in that wagon?
That ain't
none of our business.
I hope it stays
that way.
( gently mysterious theme
playing )
Good night,
Mush.
I haven't tasted coffee
as good as this
since we
left the East.
Wishbone'll be
glad to hear that.
But don't tell him.
SUSAN:
Why not? The stew was delicious.
FAVOR:
He's hard enough
to live with as it is.
( bangs pot on table )
WISHBONE:
More coffee, Mr. Parker?
More stew,
Mrs. Parker?
No, thank you, Wishbone,
but it was very good.
It's a pleasure
to meet people
who appreciate
the finer things of life.
Did you, uh,
come out here all the
way in that wagon?
Hardly.
We came to
the Gulf by boat.
By boat?
That must have been
a lot more comfortable
than riding
in that wagon, huh?
Oh, I don't really mind.
It's sort of exciting.
The rate you're traveling,
it's gonna take you
quite a while
to get anywhere.
Oh, we're not in a hurry
to get anywhere.
Get away
from there.
Well,
I was just--
( gun cocks )
I said get away
from the wagon.
Put the gun away, Holden.
Not until he--
Put it away.
Please, Matt.
( tense theme playing )
Quince?
I think you finished
eating, Mr. and Mrs. Parker?
Holden?
Look, w-we don't want
you to think--
What?
Well...
James, they're all curious.
We can't really blame them,
can we?
I suppose not.
Matt.
Why not show our friends
what we're carrying.
It's all right.
They're good people.
That, gentlemen,
is a bottle of champagne.
Put it back, Holden.
We're carrying
two dozen cases, Mr. Favor.
That may explain our
extreme caution
with the wagon.
Champagne bruises so easily.
We imported the wine
from France.
Each bottle is almost worth
its weight in gold.
So you can understand
our reluctance
to discuss our cargo.
Sure.
Well, I think
we'd better turn in.
Good night.
I suppose you gentlemen
are disappointed
we didn't turn out
to be bank robbers.
Nobody said you were.
( laughs ):
No.
But plenty of you
must have thought so.
Good night.
Hey, Wishbone.
Tell me something.
Just what is
this champagne?
Your ignorance
astonishes me, Quince.
Well, all right, but...
what's champagne?
Well--
Well, it's wine,
that's what it is!
Wine?
Well, why don't they
call it wine?
Well, becau--
Because it's
champagne!
Now what is it
that you want?
I just wanted to ask you:
What's champagne?
( grumbles )
What makes
Mr. Wishbone so mean?
I don't know. Maybe he
just don't like champagne.
Hey, uh...
have you ever
tasted the stuff?
I never even
heard of it!
Sure must be
mighty fine-tasting!
Them totin' it around
in the careful way they are.
You, uh...
You think they, um,
might miss one little bottle?
After all, they,
um, kinda owe it to us.
Did feed 'em supper,
didn't we?
We sure did.
( quiet theme playing )
Mushy.
Huh?
Better get Wishbone.
Ah, he'll kill me.
I'll help him if you don't
hurry up. Now get on.
Get.
( playful theme playing )
( whispers ):
Mr. Wishbone?
Quince and I got
a bottle of champagne,
want you to open it.
Have you gone
out of your mind?
Not that you
had very far to go.
But, Mr. Wishbone,
is there anybody else
in this whole camp
knows anything
about champagne?
Uh-- Course not.
Well?
( sighs )
All right.
( loudly ):
Stealin' a bottle
of champagne!
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.
Oh, it ain't
exactly stolen.
We...sort of borrowed it.
I heard likelier stories
from born horse thieves.
Uh...wouldn't you kind of
like a drink of the stuff?
Well, yeah...
to be sure it's really
the imported kind.
All right.
Let's see you
get the cork out.
Darn thing's
all fenced in.
WISHBONE:
That's to keep
the cork from poppin'.
( cork squeaking )
Go ahead, Mushy.
You can have the first taste.
( spits )
( retches )
Well?
It's real good,
only it tastes terrible.
Here, let me try that.
Darn stuff would break a man
of the habit of drinkin'!
( scoffing ):
Well..
you two just ain't got
the taste for champagne.
That ain't
champagne!
That's bottled fire!
Don't throw it!
( cattle bawling )
( urgent theme playing )
FAVOR:
Get to the herd!
( steers bellowing )
FAVOR:
Watch out.
Turn 'em!
Turn 'em in!
( men yelling, whistling )
Quince?
Was I...killed?
You ain't got
nothin' but a scratch.
That's mighty
powerful champagne!
What kind of grapes
them French using these days?
Why didn't you leave
the stuff alone?
That don't matter now.
It matters to us.
No harm was done, Matt.
These jugheads.
They could have blown up
the whole wagon!
You mean you got a whole
wagonload of that stuff?!
That's our concern.
Not when you bring it
into our camp, it ain--
You could have something
else to worry about.
( hoofbeats approaching )
What did you have
in those bottles?
Champagne.
I can find out
for myself.
James, perhaps
we'd better...
All right.
Nitroglycerin.
( dramatic theme playing )
What's
nitro...glycerin?
High explosive.
About a hundred times
more powerful than gunpowder.
Now we all know.
Quince?
Yeah?
FAVOR:
Pete's with the herd.
Ride out and tell him
to move the beeves north.
No stopping,
not even for meals.
Keep moving until
Rowdy and I catch up.
How long
do you figure?
Twenty-four hours.
We'll stay here
and make sure
the wagon don't follow.
Wishbone,
break camp.
Come on, Mushy.
( playful theme playing )
Mushy!
I saw some of
that stuff.
Well, that don't matter.
Come on.
Oh, don't do that.
What's the matter?
You afraid you're gonna explode?
( dramatic theme playing )
( men yelling, whistling )
( dramatic theme playing )
( steers bawling )
( men shouting )
( playful theme playing )
You might as well
start breathin'.
Supposin' the air
sets the stuff off?
Well, we're gonna find out
sooner or later anyway.
( inhales deeply )
( hiccups )
Come on.
Well, if nobody minds,
I think I'll get back to bed.
You have any idea
how dangerous
the transportin' of
nitroglycerin can be?
Do you?
I learned a bit about it
in the Army.
A lot of men have been killed
handling that stuff.
All it needs is a jolt.
Sometimes not even
that much.
Even too much heat
can set that stuff off.
And aren't you worried
about staying around
a wagonload of it?
There's
a federal law against
the illegal possession
of explosives.
What makes you think
our possession is illegal?
Cartin' it around
like you are,
in those
champagne bottles.
And in the first place,
the Army's the only one
allowed to transport
nitroglycerin.
You got any idea
what the penalty is
for doing
what you're doing?
Why not tell us?
Death, by hanging.
You know enough about law
to be a marshal, Mr. Favor.
Well, I'm satisfied
being a trail boss.
Then you have no intention
of heroically escorting us
to the nearest town?
I just wanna see my herd
gets a good safe distance ahead
before you start
moving that wagon.
There's 30 miles
of rough country
between here
and Benton's Crossing.
What do you figure
your odds are of making it?
I think the odds are just fine.
( gun cocks )
Susan, they're only waiting
till the herd gets clear.
They can identify us,
James.
They can ride into town
and notify the law.
We travel too slowly
to risk that.
Matt,
get this man's gun.
( tense theme playing )
SUSAN:
Mr. Favor!
( action theme playing )
( groans )
Drop it!
All right,
over there with him.
( quiet suspenseful
theme playing )
The wrong one's
wearing the pants
in the Parker family.
It's the nitro
that bothers me.
Not the pants.
It's light enough
to move now.
Get him in the wagon.
We can put Mr. Parker
in the wagon.
( groans )
ROWDY:
You ain't gonna be
too comfortable in there.
If the nitro
were to go,
I'd be the first,
wouldn't I?
But you wouldn't
be far behind.
That's a little
happy thought.
There's 30 miles
to Benton's Crossing.
Matt and I are going to be
on the wagon.
You two are going to walk ahead,
to make sure
the ground's smooth enough.
You won't be
far enough ahead, though,
if anything happens
to the nitro.
Not far enough ahead
to be safe.
That's gonna
take a lot of time.
SUSAN:
We've got time.
What happens when we
get to Benton's Crossing?
Someone's waiting.
With a barge.
I don't know
what happens to you
when we get there.
Get the horses.
( cocks gun )
Why would anyone
steal a wagonload
of trouble like that,
anyway?
Parker said
a bottle of champagne's
worth its weight in gold.
I don't know about
the champagne,
but in mining country,
that nitro would be worth
a lot more than that.
( bottles clattering )
One more like that...
( huffs )
You trying
to get us killed?
Hey, that's not
a bad idea.
One of you,
we need.
The other,
we can get rid of right now.
Let him talk.
He's scared.
Scared enough
to shoot.
Now you watch for
rocks on the road,
you hear?
We hear.
Don't push them
too hard, Matt.
( inhales sharply )
Start to worrying
about their health?
We need them.
If he hadn't got
himself shot...
Yeah.
You think
he's gonna last
till we get
the nitro loaded?
He'll last.
But not after,
huh?
All right.
Get going, drovers.
( menacing theme playing )
( tense theme playing )
These are
too big to dig out.
( sighs )
Well, it looks like
this is the end of the trip.
This trip
ain't gonna end
till we get to
Benton's Crossing,
not before.
You gonna try to
drive the wagon over this?
No.
We're gonna
pull it over.
We'll have to unload
this stuff
before we take the wagon
over the rock.
We can't do that.
We can't put it out
in the hot sun.
Your nitroglycerin.
And your life.
All right.
Unhitch those horses.
( gloomy theme playing )
Get down,
Susan.
What about Parker?
He's a sick man.
Too sick to haul
a wagon around.
You leavin' him
in the wagon?
He'll be just as safe
as the rest of us.
Susan,
get the horses.
Take 'em off
the road.
I'll take them.
Ain't there
some other way
you could have gotten
what you wanted outta life?
You know,
you're a pretty woman.
You could have gotten it
without getting caught up
in all this.
How would you know
what I want?
Money, ain't it?
That's a part
of it.
A small part.
Now we're gonna pull the wagon
over them boulders.
Horses lose
their footing too easy.
Get too skittish.
I hope you ain't.
You're talkin' a lot.
Yeah.
I'm sweatin' a lot too,
but it don't mean a thing.
Except you're scared.
Sure, I'm scared.
I mean,
you're not?
Yup.
Ah, let's get it
over with.
( tense theme playing )
All right?
Let's haul it!
( grunting )
( creaking )
All right,
hold it!
Hold it, and come around
and get the brake.
All right, now,
let it down easy.
More!
Eeeasy!
( sighs )
( gasps )
Well,
that wasn't too bad.
We still got the second wheel
to get over it.
It'll come
just as easy.
I don't get it.
Stealin' a load
of nitroglycerin,
switching it
to champagne bottles,
cartin' it
all over the country...
Sure doesn't seem
the way a man like you
would do things.
And how do you figure
I'd do things?
Hit fast,
get away fast.
Stagecoaches, banks.
You're right.
You get
the money that way.
Not the other things.
What other things?
All right, we've got another
wheel to get over.
That's right.
And talking ain't
gonna get it done.
All right!
( creaking )
( clattering )
( grunts )
( glass tinkling )
All right,
hold on!
Hold on!
( tense theme swells )
( gun cocks )
I don't hear no
champagne corks poppin'.
( sighs )
That was bad.
Real bad.
Could have been worse.
Bring the horses, Susan.
You wanna
know somethin'?
We'd have never made it
if we hadn't taken you along.
You're right.
( both sighing )
( tense theme playing )
Should have stopped
down below, in the shade.
First you say
we can't travel by night.
Now you say
we can't travel by day.
Look, I ain't worried about us.
It's that nitro.
Heat can make it blow
just as sure as bumpin' it.
How much heat?
I don't know.
And I don't wanna find out.
JAMES:
Susan?
( slurred ):
Water, please.
There isn't much.
I want water.
Matt?
There ain't much.
He's got the fever.
I ain't interested
in his thirst.
( melancholy theme playing )
SUSAN:
Drink as little as you can.
There isn't much.
( gasps )
There's plenty of...
champagne to drink.
Yellow...oily...champagne,
that can blossom into
bright red flowers.
I...
I prefer water.
I've always
preferred water.
But you...
You were always
the champagne type,
weren't you?
I was an engineer.
( panting )
I was trusted.
What am I now?
A thief.
A fugitive.
A sick man riding a wagon
bound for nowhere.
Your bandage
needs changing.
And my life
needs changing.
But I don't have to
worry about that.
You and Holden
will take care of that,
won't you?
You'd better rest.
Boss?
Huh?
When do you
wanna make a try?
I don't know.
Right now we couldn't
get over 20 feet
without being shot.
I'm willin'
to take the chance.
Yeah, but that
ain't no chance.
No.
( dramatic theme playing )
( cork pops )
( fizzing )
Whoa.
If it's hot enough
to pop a bottle,
that nitro must be
ready to boil.
Look.
See those green bushes
down there.
Maybe there's
water there.
James!
Would water help?
Might.
Wet blankets
over the bottles.
Come back here.
Open the flap.
Th-- This isn't
nitroglycerin!
That's right.
Get the blankets
outta there.
FAVOR:
Give me
a hand with it.
Now.
There's a stream
down there.
You and me are gonna
take the blankets,
soak 'em and spread 'em
over the nitro.
What for?
When it's hot enough
to pop champagne,
it's hot enough
to boil nitro.
Now pick up them blankets.
( tense theme playing )
Hurry up.
( dramatic theme playing )
I guess maybe
he was pretty thirsty.
Maybe.
James,
can you walk?
Not well enough.
Not fast enough.
I could carry him.
How far
would we get?
That nitroglycerin
in there should explode,
it'll take this
whole mountain with it.
We'll wait.
Parker,
how much time we got?
Why ask me?
You're the only one
who would know.
Nobody knows
much about nitroglycerin.
Even the engineers
who use it.
What was it
gonna be used for?
Military construction.
SUSAN:
James!
What difference
does it make?
He knows we've stolen it.
What are you doing?
Might as well
give 'em a chance.
We can always
pick 'em up later.
Say, how come
you got champagne
in with the nitro?
If the military patrol
or a sheriff got curious,
we'd pour them
a glass of champagne.
There are two bottles
in each case of nitro.
How do you tell
which is which?
There are three rows
of four bottles in each case.
The two middle bottles
in the middle row
are the champagne bottles.
Hyah!
Hyah!
( grunts )
Wonder what
champagne tastes like.
Eh, these blankets
don't work,
you're never
gonna find out.
You ever drunk any?
Yeah.
Was it--?
How'd you like it?
Oh, I liked it fine
at the time.
Right now I'm sorry
they ever invented it.
Yeah.
It's up to
the blankets now.
Evaporation,
my friend.
That's what does it.
It'll work.
We're all right
for now.
Maybe.
You feeling better?
Much better.
Get Holden!
FAVOR:
Get Holden!
( action theme playing )
( grunts )
( quiet theme playing )
( Rowdy groans )
( groans )
I had myself a little
private explosion.
Holden's taken off.
Well, we got the artillery,
though, huh?
What do you think
you've done?
I've started
my wound bleeding again.
( thunder rumbles )
Storm comin' in.
Yeah.
I don't like the idea of
leaving you here alone.
There's only one horse.
The storm's comin' in fast.
You better get movin'.
How's Parker?
All right.
The bleeding stopped.
You know, if that lightning
hits anywhere near this wagon--
Just get to the herd,
bring back a half a dozen men.
If Holden gets here first,
you're gonna be a sittin' duck.
Move out!
All right.
( horse snorts )
( hoofbeats galloping away )
( thunder rumbles
in distance )
( thunder rumbles loudly )
I'm glad you stayed.
I'm afraid of thunder.
I didn't think there was
anything could frighten you.
Ever since I was
a little girl,
I've been afraid.
Thunder won't hurt you.
I know.
I know it's just the sound
of the clouds bumping.
It's the lightning
that's really dangerous,
I know, but...
I'm afraid.
( thunder rumbles )
Whenever it stormed,
I always used to run
to my father.
Never my mother.
Women are no good.
They're weak.
I used to run to him,
and he'd hold me.
He was strong too.
( thunder rumbles )
( peaceful theme playing )
You should never
have married me, Susan.
If I ever get outta this,
I'm going back East
and give myself up
to the authorities.
And let them
put you in a cage?
Perhaps I belong in a cage.
He wouldn't have you.
I wouldn't want him.
He's tame.
Like you.
Holden's all you can expect.
For what he's worth.
Don't you know Holden's
going to get here with help
a lot faster
than your man?
Help from where?
Benton's Crossing.
That's nothing
but a river crossing.
A barge is there.
With a gunman.
Holden will
bring him back.
Two gunmen.
How nice for you.
That's the way it was planned
from the beginning.
We're going to load
the nitroglycerin on the barge
and float it downriver--
It'll be safe that way.
--and sell it.
I'll be rich and free.
Free from your husband, maybe.
You ain't never gonna be
free from Holden.
What makes you think
I wanna be?
Holden will own you in a way
your husband never has.
James is an engineer.
He was satisfied to remain one
for the rest of his life.
I wanted more.
It was my idea
that we steal the shipment
that James was
suppose to deliver
to the Army
at Ft. Greene.
You're proud of it.
Of course I am.
Money's only the beginning.
I want power
and position.
Holden's a pretty
big price to pay for it.
Besides, all he wants
is the money.
You don't know that.
We both saw him stay
as clear as he could
from the wagon
when it looked like
it was gonna blow up
from the heat.
I'm not marrying Holden.
Your husband's a better man.
Why don't you run
while you still can?
I've been
wonderin' that myself.
( tense theme playing )
How good
are you at dying?
That I never tried.
You better do something...
or you're going
to get your chance.
Drop the rifle,
Mr. Favor.
I can get off a shot
as quick as you can.
Besides...
if you miss,
you'll blow up
the whole countryside.
MAN:
You're forgettin' about me.
What are we
gonna do with 'em?
What do you think
we're gonna do with 'em?
If you kill him,
you'll have to kill me too.
That's a thought.
Susan.
All right,
move away from there.
You want the lady
to miss all the fun?
HOLDEN:
It's the nitro
I'm worried about.
Bullet might go clear
through him into that wagon.
Let's go, mister.
( tense theme playing )
( dramatic theme playing )
What are you trying to do,
Mr. Favor?
Make us think that's a bottle
of nitro you're holdin'?
Ain't champagne.
You're sure?
I didn't get it out of
the center of the case.
( suspenseful theme playing )
Be careful, mister!
FAVOR:
Why?
You wanna get us
all blown up?
All right,
then drop your gun.
You do, means jail.
Maybe hangin'.
Well, maybe.
But not tonight.
Tonight I--
I don't feel like
getting splattered
all over this mountain.
( gun cocks )
All right.
Holden?
What are you
waitin' for?
Me to drop it
by accident?
I don't know how much longer
I can keep this up.
All right.
All right.
Kick the guns over here.
The rifle?
You're bluffing.
Am I?
That's champagne.
You wouldn't dare
handle nitro like that!
If you don't give me
that rifle,
I'll drop this,
and, uh...
we may never know.
Give me
that bottle!
The rifle.
( sighs )
Take it.
( laughs )
Your bluff worked,
didn't it?
( gun cocks )
And I didn't have
the nerve to call it!
( dramatic theme playing )
( heroic theme playing )
Had some visitors.
FAVOR:
Holden picked 'em up.
We saw the explosion.
Figured you'd opened up
another bottle.
Yeah, that champagne
is pretty heady stuff.
Say, you didn't have time
to get back to the herd.
Well, I didn't have to.
Our horses caught up
to the herd.
Pete and the others
figured something was wrong.
I ran into 'em
a few miles outta here.
Pete, next time I tell you
to stay with the herd,
stay with it.
Yes, sir.
This time, though,
I must say,
it's pretty good
to see you.
Now get to Ft. Greene.
Have the Army come back
and pick up
this little package.
Get movin'!
( men yelling, whistling )
Hey, uh,
I kinda sneaked this away
when the marshal
wasn't lookin', but...
I just don't like the stuff.
You two wanna
finish it up?
( playful theme playing )
Oh, shut up!
Head 'em up!
Move 'em out!
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin'
Rollin' ♪
♪ Keep rollin', rollin'
Rollin' ♪
♪ Though the streams
Are swollen ♪
♪ Keep them dogies rollin' ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Through rain and wind
And weather ♪
♪ Hell-bent for leather ♪
♪ Wishin' my gal
Was by my side ♪
♪ All the things I'm missin' ♪
♪ Good vittles
Love and kissin' ♪
♪ Are waiting at the end
Of my ride ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on ♪
♪ Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide ♪
♪ Let 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out ♪
♪ Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in ♪
♪ Rawhide! ♪
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
♪ Rawhide! ♪
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
Hyah!
( whip cracks )
♪ Rollin', rollin', rollin' ♪