Rodd Redwing, also known as Roderic Redwing or Rodric Redwing (August 24, 1904 – May 29, 1971), was a Native American actor, noted for being the world’s greatest quick-draw artist with six-guns. He holds the record with two-tenths of a second of reaching for his six-gun, pulling it from the holster, and firing.
A Chickasaw, Redwing was one of the top gun, knife, tomahawk, and whip instructors in Hollywood. After coming to films for Cecil B. DeMille in 1931's The Squaw Man, he became gun handling coach to Alan Ladd, Ronald W. Reagan, Burt Lancaster, Glenn Ford, Richard Widmark, Anthony Quinn, Charlton Heston, Dean Martin, Fred MacMurray and scores more.
Between 1951 and 1967, he appeared in more than a dozen television programs, including a guest appearance on CBS's celebrity quiz show, What's My Line?
In eight episodes of the ABC/Desilu western television series, The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp, Redwing appeared in the part of "Mr. Brother", a Cheyenne friend and informer of deputy Marshal Wyatt Earp (Hugh O'Brian). Rico Alaniz similarly appeared with Redwing in the role of the Cheyenne "Mr. Cousin." In the 1958 episode "One", "Mr. Brother" is killed by the four-man Dry Gulch Gang. Several episodes of the series are spent as Marshal Earp hunts down the gang, one of whom has been given a haven by his girlfriend, the daughter of a rancher. All of the gang are ultimately hanged.
I work at the Palace Ballroom, but,
gee that Palace is cheap;
When I get back to my chilly hall room
I'm much too tired to sleep.
I'm one of those lady teachers,
a beautiful hostess, you know,
the kind the Palace features
for only a dime a throw.
Ten cents a dance
that's what they pay me,
gosh, how they weigh me down!
Ten cents a dance
pansies and rough guys,
tough guys who tear my gown!
Seven to midnight I hear drums.
Loudly the saxophone blows.
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums.
Customers crush my toes.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
but it's a queer romance.
All that you need is a ticket,
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance.
Fighters and sailors and bowlegged tailors
can pay for their ticket and rent me!
Butchers and barbers and rats from the harbors
are sweethearts my good luck has sent me.
Though I've a chorus of elderly beaux,
stockings are porous with holes at the toes.
I'm here till closing time,
Dance and be merry, it's only a dime.
Sometime I think
I've found my hero,
But it's a queer romance.
All that you need is a ticket.