human
That's _The Old Chisholm Trail_ he's whistling, Billy Louise observed under her breath, smiling reminiscently.
gpt
The very song I used to pretend he always sang when he came down the canyon to rescue Minervy and me! But of course--I knew all the time he's a cowboy; it said so--
human
Oh, it's cloudy in the West and a-lookin' like rain, And my damned old slicker's in the wagon again, Coma ti yi youpy, youpy-a, youpy-a, Coma ti yi youpy, youpy-a!
gpt
What did you say, Billy Louise? I'm sure it's a comfort to have him here, and you see he was glad and willing--