Oh, well, that was the entry in the old Bible I couldn't quite make out.

But what would an old mountain goat like me have to say to the President and Congress?

Well, you seem to set quite a store on handling all of these old historical pewter pots and pans.

Well, Jed, now that we's high society, I can't be seen riding around in that old truck.

And I suppose Granny gave you some of her corn?

She's played it to me and I got it all wrote down.

I had you all dressed up, and you run out on me.

All I sent you for was a couple of chickens and a milking goat for Granny.

and I found out that high society folks, especially rich ones like us, they have what you call hobbies.