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I use’ to could. But I hain’t practiced no jig tunes lately.

You’re a-goin’ to practice one now! Set down thar an’ let ’er go! [ hesitates.] Set down, I tell you. This ain’t no time to stand up fer Jesus! [ seats himself and strikes the first note. turns on  with an expression of maudlin determination] Sid Hunt, the Scripture says they’s a time fer everything!

That’s right, Andy!

I know dam’ well it’s right! [He pauses to recall what he was going to say] When the Hunts an’ Lowries fought the last time, the Hunts made my gran’daddy dance afore they shot him! [He cocks his pistol.] This is the time to dance!

Well, you’re the boss! Whatever you say goes ’ith me!

Then cut your patchin’! [ strikes up “Turkey in the Straw” and starts to dance.  follows him, keeping time with his pistol.  moves gradually