JOAN "Them were the days when this was a man's country, which a man could climb on his hoss with a gun and a rope and touch heaven and hell in one day's ridin'.

Them good old days ain't no more.

I've heard the old man tell about 'em.

Now they've got everybody stamped and branded with law an' order, herded together like cattle, ticketed, done for.

That's the way the range is now.