Single Girl, Married Girl

A song about how women dress related to their marriage status that tells us something insightful about something. Maybe someone can explain it to me.

I'm on my 3rd time watching 1/5 of this show so a couple more times and I might see the whole thing, and each time this song sticks in mind pleasantly. Only this version is this sincere. The other versions online are hillbilly compared.

Spoiler alert, because pfffft, nobody cares.

This is liberal indoctrination in the most pleasing way. It depicts young love unperturbed by mixing of race even so early as cowboy days. Overlapped is the character developed of the young deputy too skinny to be effective and with Barney Fife traits and with a scene lifted from Taxi of him practicing fancy gunslinging in front of a mirror. But when it comes down to it the lesbian wife of the dead mayor outdraws him easily. The ease of the show contrasted with its drama has both those characters recognize that simple fact without animosity. The deputy has outrageous body odor mentioned by a few characters previously. Just talking about it has the viewers imagining smelling him themselves.

The colored girl and the deputy court. She pushes him into the river to get the stink out of his clothes. The father interrupts their near sexual water playing. Back home, the father whips the crap out of the girl for being so risqué with the deputy and for entering the trouble of ignoring race. The deputy sees this, and we see what he sees from afar on a hill by his horse,  her beautiful bum being whipped brutally, the deputy aims his rifle to shoot the girl's father but gets interrupted at the critical moment. The interrupters get the deputy to understand that killing the father would be worse for the women. And all this is setup for tragic ending for all of them. All that character development and intertwining so that we feel remorse when the small segregated community is wiped out and in his own town the deputy steps out into a streetfight and gets shot in the chest before he can make his first move. He walks right into a bullet and we feel sorrow for a character we've come to appreciate, his non-existant home life, his absence of basic level of anything resembling a home, a single spoon on the dirt floor, for example, his desire to learn to play violin, a young man trying to make something of himself with nothing to start with, nothing to go on, no one to guide him except the critiques from the whole town. Excellent drama right there. And another lesson in drama watching. Whenever you see young people depicted lovingly that means they're going to die. The writer is going for contrast. The writer makes you love the character, what they do well, how they grow, and with their faults, then kills them. And if it's a very young child depicted angelically that means they'll die very quickly to set up the rest of the story.