It's big old Mel Pratt back home.

I'm looking for my sweet little old Esabelle Crick from back home.

Men, too.

Granny, you little old boss of you!

Dog, if that don't sound like old Leif Crick from back home.

Oh, I better take off my clothes now, because I don't want to get you fancy coffees, old boy.

Hey, Jack, you in there, you old mountain goat?

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

Oh, my.

I had to leave my woman to home, Ellie Mae.

Old Mel Pratt, he took them away from you and beat you up?

Nice my foot.

She's about two girls my height.

I want to see my sweetie!

Oh, I had to leave my woman home to do the chores, Granny.

Bell my house for a wedding present?

Only treasure I got's my little Isabelle.

I'm taking my essay out of here.

Yeah, but if you was to marry Isabel now, that would surely leave old Mel Pratt drinking from an empty jug.

Why, folks is liable to think he's my grandson.