"After a long day in the saddle out on the dusty trail, I like to shuffle on into Freddy's for a sasparilly and a yarn or two from the wise cattlemen lining the bar. Hear you can shake your spurs to a tune on the old gramophone, or sit in reflective silence like a cowboy does after a few too many lonesome nights out yonder and listen to some Jesus music on the piano. There's a place for every cowboy at Freddy's, tie your horse up and come inside!"
