And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubble and crude.

Oil, that is.

Black gold.

Texas tea.

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

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Said, California's the place you ought to be.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly.

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed.

A poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed.

Quieten down!

I ain't as sick as old lad!

You get back into your bed and stay there!

All right, I'll do it if you just calm down!

I'm calm!

Now you do as I tell ya!

You're a sick man.

Yes, ma'am, Granny.

But don't worry, they won't catch nothing.

Get him out of here!