Write that music to the bank speaker system.

A hill man leads a lonely life.

A hill man needs a loving wife.

Are you boys planning any personal appearances while you're out here?

She'll burn her brand right on your heart, and you won't even feel it smart.

Can a man from a little cabin in the hills find happiness as the husband of a beautiful and educated city woman?

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

Uncle Jed wants me to help you with the suitcases.

Dressing for dinner and rubbing elbows with movie stars.

Yes, that's right, with their wives around, there might be trouble.

I wouldn't cotton to her traveling around with your foggy mountain boy.

Well, with both of them going at it, it shouldn't take more than a day or so.

Say, Jed, how come you ain't married up with one of these pretty Beverly Hills women?

And coupled with Flatt's virtuoso handling of the guitar and his warm, authentic vocalizations, but why talk about it?

Why, Shucks, Lester, these fine, high-steppin' society fillies ain't about to jump into double harness with an old country plow horse like me.

Yeah, just a grit and a jowl away.

I'm running a bank, not a barn dance.

He's got a mule, he's got a dog.

That's a fact.

Set a spell.