Head 'em Up and Move 'em Out

Rawhide is such a western classic. It was all about those good old days when Rowdy was cute, foolish and naive, and Gill was boss unquestioned. Tough weathered guys in huge hats dealt with every day crises like stupid stampeding longhorns, runaway stage coaches that always had a beautiful lady and a scoundrel on board, and saloon drunks swaggering and boasting their way to an early grave. They were hard men making life-and-death decisions with placid fortitude. Their aim was always deadly and their regrets few. They were too proud to show their irritation at greenhorns, too gentlemanly to take advantage of a distressed female, too stoic to shed a tear in tragedy. Life was one long ride through desolate terrain, and the only way to survive was to head 'em up and move 'em out.