so glad we made it
That ain't no Hank Williams song!
Give me some loving
Get off the stage!
Every day
Why'd they turn off the lights?
- Maybe they blew a fuse.
- I don't think so.
Those lights are off on purpose.
We gotta figure out something
these people like, and fast!
I got it. Remember the theme
from "Rawhide"?
Old favourite. Rowdy Yates.
- What key?
- "A". Good country key.
"Rawhide" in "A".
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 out
- Move 'em on
- Move 'em on
- Head 'em up
Rawhide
Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in
Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in, rawhide
Theme from the TV show "Rawhide".
Thank you.
We'd like to do a favourite of the horn
section. We hope it's one of yours.
Sometimes it's hard
to be a woman
Giving all your love
To just one man
And if you love him
Oh, be proud of him
'Cause after all
He's just a man
Stand by your man
Give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely
Stand by your man
And tell the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man
Stand by your man
And show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Baby
Stand by
Your man
Well, folks, it's time
to call it a night.
But do what you feel,
and keep both feet on the wheel.
You don't have to go home
but you can't stay here.
So, till next time:
- Move 'em on
- Head 'em up
- Head 'em up
- Move 'em on
Rawhide
- Cut 'em out
- Ride 'em in
- Ride 'em in
- Cut 'em out
Ride 'em in, rawhide
Let's get the hell out of here.
Shit, I wanna tell you, that's some
of the best goddam music we've had...
at the Country Bunker
in a long time.
Well, sorry we couldn't remember
"The Wreck of the Old 97".
Why, hell! You guys can learn it
next time when you come back.
Bob, about our money for tonight.
That's right.
Two hundred dollars...
and you boys drank
$300 worth of beer.
When we first came in...
the bar lady never charged us
for the first round.
So, like, we figured
beer was complimentary for the band.
Well, I'll just go out
and take up a collection from the boys.
I sure would appreciate it.
I say this trip is nowhere, man.
I say we gotta quit.
What? Quit?
I wish you guys
would make up your mind.
Otherwise I gotta call Mr Ronzini at
the Holiday Inn to get our old gig back.
Back at the Armada Room?
Listen, they want us
to pay for the beer we drank.
So you'd better split.
The next gig is gonna be dynamite!
Huge! You'll see.
I say we give the Blues Brothers
just one more chance.
Why not? If the shit fits, wear it!
Scoot over, goddam it!
Boys look a little upset.
Hey, man. Don't worry.
We got a couple of days.
We'll get the Penguin's tax money.
I mean, look. We got an appointment
to see Mr Sline tomorrow.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Let's skate.
Goddam it.
Excuse me. Are you
the Good Ole Boys?
That's right. I'm Tucker McElroy,
lead singer, driver of the Winnebago.
I'd like to talk to you,
but we're running very late.
I'm Jacob Stein, American Federation
of Musicians Union, Local 200.
I've been sent here to see
if you're carrying your permits.
Our what?
Your union cards.
May I see your cards, please?
Suppose we ain't got no union cards,
and we go in and start playing anyway?
What you gonna do about that?
You gonna stop us?
Stein!
You gonna look funny trying to eat
corn on