mark.waltz
I sentence this silly musical western to a low rating and less than mediocre review. Tex Ritter is wrongly accused of murder and must expose the villains with the help of his trusty horse White Lightning and idiotic sidekick Al La Rue. Justice obviously ain't on Ritter's side and he is in the courtroom of the dumbest judge ever to cross the legitimate bar and claim to be sober while a sleazy attorney makes it obvious who the real villains are. So what does Ritter does every time that it appears that he is heading closer to the hangman's noose? Why sing of course! There are a few exciting moments of action, but the lame dialogue continuously interrupts it along with the poor songs. Louise Stanley, a heroine in many a Z-grade western, is once again along for the ride, and is simply window dressing and not much else.
MartinHafer
Over the last couple years I have watched a huge number of B-westerns--such as the films of Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Tim McCoy, Bob Steele and many others. As a result, I have noticed that although these films were very quickly and cheaply made, some tend to be a lot better than others--and some tend to be a lot worse. While it might sound a bit cruel, Tex Ritter's films are among my least favorites. While he might have been a nice person in real life, his career was hindered by the incredibly poor production values of his films. Quite bluntly, the writing, budgets and acting were all strictly bargain basement compared to most of his contemporaries. "Sing, Cowboy, Sing" in no way changes my opinions.The film begins with Ritter and his sidekick (Al St. John) come upon a group of incredibly bad shots who are begin slaughtered by a gang of equally well-armed and equal number of men! The pair arrive too late, though one member of the party is still alive--the rancher's daughter. Why were they attacked? Well, eventually it turns out that there is a freight business and the local baddie wants that franchise for himself--and killing off the rancher and his workers would normally do the trick. However, Tex and his friend decide to stay and help the woman with her business. Unfortunately, it will be tough, however, as the local judge is THE dumbest man in the history of westerns. Through most of the film, he just seemed corrupt and in the pocket of the baddie--but it turns out he's just an idiot! Can the boys defeat the idiot and the big baddie boss-man? While I enjoyed watching Snub Pollard and Al St. John since they were silent comedy stars, there isn't a lot to recommend this film. The plot is very derivative and predictable. The acting rather suspect. And, while Ritter sings a whole lot better than I ever could, he isn't even close to being the equal of Roy Rogers or Gene Autry in this regard. And, on top of that, he sings too much--including once when he's in jail! Overall, a weak film but pretty typical of what I've seen of the Tex Ritter films.
FightingWesterner
Tex Ritter and Al St. John protect a female freight line operator from being put out of business by the villains who murdered her father in an attempt to gain control the price of goods and the means of supply.Mostly typical, there's some good action scenes and music, including the terrific title song.Tex is great, as usual and St. John is an animated and entertaining sidekick, showing off his credible fighting and riding skills, though not as glib as he became in many of his later pictures.The most memorable scene of the picture is Tex's murder trial in a saloon courtroom with a bartender judge!
John W Chance
In this one Tex takes on the responsibility of moving freight to keep a freight line from being taken over by the bad guys. There are only four songs, only one of which is really good, "Goodbye, Old Paint, I'm a-Leavin' Cheyenne." He also warbles an operatic version of "Sing, Cowboy, Sing," and the band (The Texas Tornadoes) do "I'm a Natural Born Cowboy," a song Tex himself sings in 'Hitting the Trail' (1937).No chemistry here with Louise Stanley, who is better with him in 'Riders of the Rockies' (1937). Al St. John is the sidekick this time, and he is more serious and quick draw ready then he is in later films. Horace Murphy and Snub Pollard appear, as if warning us they'll be Tex's sidekicks in later films (Snub in seven of them as "Pee Wee"). The best part of the movie are the contests between Tex and his perennial nemesis Charles King as 'Red', who looks so wonderfully grubby here. "This place ain't big enough for you and me," he warns. He tries several times to beat or kill Tex, but fails each time, though surprised that Tex has survived. Other than the above, there's not much going on here. I give it a 3.