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00:00Oh, oh, oh, great balls of fire, I'm bodacious Oh, oh, oh, great balls of fire, I'm a fright
00:21Oh, oh, oh, great balls of fire, goodness gracious I'm chop-chop-chop-chop-choppin'
00:28with all of my might. Yay!
00:35Tarnation, spark plug! You'll never cure them chilblains if you don't take your medicine.
00:41Now, open up them choppers.
00:48Great balls of fire!
00:52Ouch!
00:57Louise!
00:59Just off for a breathing spell, Pa.
01:02Oh, I sure wish Sparky would take his medicine.
01:06Oh, I's plum wore out.
01:21You bodacious woman, just look at you.
01:24Since when do you call 16 hours a full day's work?
01:28Oh, I'm right sorry, Pa.
01:30Oh, but I feel as how it's only right and proper.
01:33Oh, seeing as how it's my birthday.
01:36Birthday? That's possum hangin' talk.
01:39Why, Louise, great balls of fire.
01:44Will you just looky here.
01:46Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you.
01:50Happy birthday, dear Louise.
01:53Happy birthday to you.
01:57Oh, now, Pa.
02:00Come looky at your birthday present, woman.
02:03Low-diving fireflies and high-flying toads.
02:06What's going to happen to spark plug, Pa?
02:09Glue, woman, glue.
02:16Pa, he heard you.
02:18Aw, shucks. I didn't mean nothing by it.
02:21Oh, yes, you did, Pa.
02:29Enough, woman.
02:31Set your eyeballs before we get drowned in our own kitchen.
02:35Woman, I'll prove to you that Sparky's ready for the glue factory.
02:39Ready, set.
02:47Oh.
02:53Oh.
02:55Oh, good joint, Heidi Sparky.
03:00Do what told you to take that there medicine?
03:03Like I said, woman, class is class and glue is glue.
03:17Oh.
03:28Pa, come quick-like.
03:30My rocker done broke.
03:32I'll have your chair fixed quicker than a barefoot boy on a hot-tire road.
03:37Just pry a little of the chair.
03:39Sparky brand horse glue.
03:46I told you, mister, get off of my property.
03:49But that's my horse.
03:51He's not bred for plowing, he's bred for running.
03:54Mister, I'm-a going to count to three.
03:57And then you better be bred for running.
04:00There are enough buckshot in this here piece to make you look like a busted screen door.
04:07Look, I'll give you a reward for finding him.
04:09Anything you want.
04:11Anything?
04:12You name it.
04:16Red balls are fire, woman.
04:18This sure beats pushing and pulling.
04:20Oh, it'll do, Pa.
04:23But I'll miss my old Sparky.
04:26Your what?
04:27I'll miss my old Sparky.
04:31Red balls are fire.
04:34You know, woman, I kind of miss that bag of bones myself.
04:40He runs away because he thought you were having him rendered.
04:50Rendered?
04:52Why, I wouldn't have done that, woman.
04:54Besides, there weren't enough fat on his bones to render.
05:00I'll miss them dark green flies around his head.
05:05Yeah.
05:07Sparky.
05:09Sparky.
05:11Red balls are fire.
05:13Where'd you run off to, horse?
05:15You know, you had us plumb skeered to death.
05:20Sparky, you is a thoroughbred.
05:23If and ever I did see the thoroughbred.