We were so far back in the woods, they almost had to pipe in sunlight.
You couldn't beg, borrow, or steal a job in 1931, 1932... it was really tough.
When my time comes, just skin me and put me up there on Trigger, just as though nothing had ever changed.
Today they're making pictures that I wouldn't want Trigger to see.
If there were no valleys of sadness and death, we could never really appreciate the sunshine of happiness on the mountain top.
I did pretty good for a guy who never finished high school and used to yodel at square dances.