Westward Ho

Synopsis: Ballard's trail jumpers attack the Wyatt Company wagon train, killing young John's parents and kidnaping his brother, Jim. In post-Civil War California, John Wyatt, now a man, pulls together a vigilante posse, The Singing Riders, who all ride white horses, dress alike, and ride the trails singing and rounding up outlaw gangs. Meanwhile, John is ever on the lookout for the gang that murdered his parents.
Director(s): Robert N. Bradbury
Production: Republic
61 min

Covered wagon

Rolling westward ho

Covered wagon

O'er the plains we go

Dry and dreary

Weak and weary


Westward ho

Reelin', rockin'


Covered wagon


The prairies That's my favorite song, Jim.

We roam? Aw, it's too quiet. I like

some of them soldier battle songs.

Reelin', rockin'


Covered wagon

Over the prairies

To home Kinda tired, ain't you, Ma?

No, Mark.

Not very.

You can't fool

this old horse trader.

I've been over these trails too many times

not to know your first trip is a tough one.

But Mark, don't you think we

better be stoppin' for supper?

Those youngsters back there

are most likely starved.

Well, it won't take us so long

to get out of the desert, Ma.

Before the yonder range

we'll camp for the night.

John, this sure is

lots of fun.

I wonder why Dad never took

us on any of his other trips.

'Cause it ain't safe. It ain't safe

for older folks, much less kids.

And anyhow, schoolin'

was more important.

Aw, I don't like school none.

Anyway, I ain't seen

an injun yet.

I'd like to see one. I'd shoot

him right 'tween the eyes.

Put that gun down

'fore you get hurt.

I'd like to see some badmen. I'd

show 'em how bad a fella could be.

I hope you like it

out west, Ma.

It'll take us a little while

to get settled,

but, uh, we'll be gettin' in

on the ground floor.

We'll make a go of it, Mark.

I'll be a heap happy to see you

settling down to ranchin'...

and give up this freight haulin'

all over the west.

The boys are growing up, and they'll

be needing you a lot more now, Mark.

I guess you're right, Ma.

I've been awful lucky. I'm gonna be

glad to get out of it with a whole skin.


Ballard, the Wyatt outfit's headed

this way, across the Buckhorn trail.

- How much stock, Red?

- Oh, I'd say around 200 head.

Good beef stuff too.

Zeddie says he could use a few

hundred head at a fair price.

How big an outfit with Wyatt?

Just a few hands. Oughta be easy.

Good. Get mounted. We'll hit them

before they get across the desert.

Red, you and Chuck ride straight

for the wagons a-shootin'.

Bronc, you and Sloppy ride

out in front to head a getaway.

The rest o' ya,

ride for the cattle.

We'll burn the wagons. Heel!

They're- They're trail jumpers.

Ma, take the line.

Hyah! Hyah-yah-yah-yah!

Unharness them horses.

We got every hand, Ballard. And the

cattle's on their way to the camp.

Put up your hands

or I'll dr-

Wait a minute, Red.

He's a spunky little critter.

Let's take him along.

- Fire them wagons.

Yah! Yah! Yah!

Let's get outa here.


And as you gentlemen know,

the discovery of gold in

this state has encouraged...

every outlaw and criminal west of the

Mississippi to move in here among you.

They're growing fast-

stealing, destroying, murdering,

and living by their guns at the expense

of the decent and respectable citizens.

They outnumber law enforcement 20 to 1.

The honest people are so terrorized by

them that they're leaving the country.

Unless something is done soon, the towns

will be filled with nobodybutoutlaws.

Why are you

so interested, my boy?

Since childhood, I've lived

on the trail of bandits-

hunting the men who murdered

my parents, stole my brother.

If it takes the rest of my life,

I'll continue to hunt them down.

And at the same time,

with the proper aid,

I can do a good service

to this country.

Just what do you expect

the state to do?

Only this:

I'm asking you to provide

guns, ammunition, horses...

and the men that I'll select.

And I promise you, I'll rid this

state of every bandit that's in it...

and make your trails

safe to travel.

Young man, I speak for myself,

but I voice the opinion of all.

Your plan is splendid,

and we admire your courage,

but it takes money to provide you the men

and the necessary equipment you ask for.

The state treasury is without

funds for such a purpose.

Our tax collections at this time are not

enough to take care of our present obligations,

much less added ones.

Therefore, we are powerless

to accept your offer.

- I see.

- I only wish...

I could help you personally.

Thank you.

With money or no money...

I'll organize a band of men and drive

every bandit gang out of this country.

Good night, gentlemen.


You Carter?

That's right.

And the answer, men, is...

we must band together.

You, Carter, and you, Russell...

and every man here has suffered

from the injustice of these gangs.

And it's up to us

to clean them out.

Now, my plan is this:

Every man here will ride a white horse,

wear a black shirt and a white scarf,

and this way we'll know

each other in battle.

And I'm asking for single men

only, and men who will stick.

Now, who will join me

here? You can depend on me.

Me too. I'm with ya. You can count on me.


We'll call ourselves Vigilantes.

Looks like we're with you to

the man, Cap'. I'm glad we are.

It's about time.

Covered wagon

Rolling westward ho

Covered wagon

O'er the plains

We go

Dry and dreary

Weak and weary


Westward ho

Reelin', rockin', rollin'

Covered wagon

Over the prairies

We roam

Reelin', rockin', rollin'

Covered wagon

Over the prairies

To home

Covered wagon

Rolling westward ho

Covered wagon

O'er the plains

We go

Dry and dreary

Weak and weary




Captain looked

kinda disappointed today...

when he didn't locate

the fellow he's after...

after comin'

all the way over here.

Yeah, but that

won't stop him.

He'll rid the country of every

outlaw gang till he finds his man.

You haven't been

with us long.

Wait till you see how he works.

Who is it he's always lookin' for?

Don't know for sure.

Cap' ain't never said.

All kinds of stories, but

that's a private affair with him.

When we were recruited, he said

he wanted to make the west...

a decent and safe place

to live.

Oh, Carter.

Have the boys mount up.

We'll go into Red Bluff

and spend the evening.

Maybe some of the boys would like a little

sarsaparilla. Maybe they would. Me too.

I'll tell 'em.

Band of Vigilantes

Sons of pioneers

And we like to work up

chasing bandits down

We are sons of tribulations

to the outlaws of this nation

When we're ridin' down

that rocky road to town

Seeing we're out

like buckaroos

Let the outlaws

hear the news

That the Vigilante men

will ride them down

We are wicked to the bearer

of a midnight dream of terror

When we're ridin' down

that rocky road to town

Seeing we're out

like buckaroos

Let the outlaws

hear the news

That the Vigilante men

will ride them down

We are wicked to the bearer

of a midnight dream of terror

When we're ridin' down

that rocky road to town

Get him

to a doctor, men.

I'm goin' after them Singin' Riders.

They're camped just outside of town.

We'll get this gang.

Them fellas seem to be

in a mighty big hurry.

Let's investigate.

Black Bart's gang has just robbed

the express. That's them yonder.

We'll round the rocks,

boys, and head 'em off.

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Robert Emmett Tansey

Robert Emmett Tansey (1897–1951) was an American actor, screenwriter, film producer and director. He was active in cinema in various roles from the 1910s to the 1950s. He was sometimes credited as Robert Tansey. more…

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