Just One Shot | All Star Western Theatre (12-13-47)

The bakers of Weber's Bread present your All-Star Western Theater, recorded earlier for release at this time.

Drifting along, singing a song under a western moon.

From Hollywood comes your All-Star Western Theater, starring America's great western singers, Boy Willing and the Riders of the Purple Sage, bringing you the music, the stories, and the spirit of the great open spaces.

And now, here are the Riders of the Purple Sage.

Riding down to Santa Fe, just beyond the mountains and across the way.

See that sun hang low in the west.

Oh, the land I'm loving the best.

Here we go, my old peddle.

Gotta see a preacher about a gal.

So let's burn the trail and yonder we'll go.

Riding down to Santa Fe, hey, riding down to Santa Fe.

Riding down to Santa Fe, gonna see the boss and I'll collect my pay.

Need $100 or more to get that ring she's been waiting for.

Don't be slow, my old peddle.

She'll be there waiting at the door.

So let's burn the trail and yonder we'll go.

Riding down to Santa Fe, hey, riding down to Santa Fe.

Hello there, friends.

This is Boy Willing speaking for the Riders of the Purple Sage, saying welcome to your All-Star Western Theater, where we have the privilege of bringing you our western stories and songs.

Along about this time each week, we like to sing you a song that's a little bit sentimental.

And so, we hope you enjoy our arrangement of Chained to a Memory.

Makes no difference if we two are far apart, dear.

I could never, ever love somebody new.

'Cause there isn't any room inside my heart, dear.

While I'm chained to a memory of you.