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Adventures of Jim Bowie
- Jim Bowie! Jim Bowie!
- He was a fighter, a fearless and mighty adventurin' man!
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- He roamed the wilderness unafraid
- From Natchez to Rio GrandeWith all the might of his gleaming blade
- Flashing from either hand
- Jim Bowie! Jim Bowie!
- He was a fighter, a fearless and mighty adventurin' man!
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Adventures of Robin Hood
- Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
- Riding through the glen,
- Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
- With his band of men,
- Feared by the bad, loved by the good,
- Robin Hood! Robin Hood! Robin Hood!
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- He called the greatest archers
- To a tavern on the green,
- They vowed to help the people of the king,
- They handled all the trouble
- On the English country scene,
- And still found plenty of time to sing.
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- Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
- Riding through the glen,
- Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
- With his band of men,
- Feared by the bad, loved by the good,
- Robin Hood! Robin Hood! Robin Hood!
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Bat Masterson
- Back when the west was very young,
- There lived a man named Masterson.
- He wore a cane and derby hat,
- They called him Bat, Bat Masterson.
The trail that he traveled is still there,
No one has come yet to replace his name.
And those with too handy a trigger, forgot to figger
On his lightning fame.
A man of steel the stories say,
But women's eyes all glanced his way.
A gambler's game he always won,
They called him Bat, Bat Masterson.
- Now in the legend of the west,
- One name stands out of all the rest.
- The man who had the fastest gun,
- His name was Bat, Bat Masterson.
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Bronco
- Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
- Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
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- Worn down around the old panhandle,
- Texas is where he grew to fame.
- There ain't a horse that he can't handle,
- that's how he got his name.
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- Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
- Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
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- Next to a four square Texas twister,
- You'd call a cyclone weak and mild,
- You've never seen a twister, mister,
- Till someone gets him riled.
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- Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
- Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
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- Show me a gal who kissed him once,
- And I'll show you a gal who's kissed him twice.
- Once a city gal has kissed him twice,
- She's dreamin' of shoes and rice.
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- Bronco, Bronco, tearin' across the Texas plain.
- Bronco, Bronco, Bronco Layne.
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Cheyenne
- Cheyenne, Cheyenne where will you be camping tonight?
- Loney man, Cheyenne, will your heart stay free and light?
- Dream Cheyenne of a girl you may never love
- Move along, Cheyenne like the restless cloud up above.
The wind that blows, that comes and goes, has been
your only home.
But will that wild wind one day cease, and you'll no
longer roam.
- Move along, Cheyenne next pasture's always so green.
- Driftin' on, Cheyenne don't forget the things you have
seen,
- And when you settle down where will it be Cheyenne.
- Cheyenne!
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Colt .45
- There was a gun that won the west.
- There was a man among the best.
- The fastest gun or man alive.
- A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt... .45.
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- He carried the message of law and of order,
- Into a wicked land.
- With a bolt single action on his revolver
- Blazing from either hand.
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- There was the right, there was the wrong.
- The gun was quick, the man was strong.
- And each was made when they arrive,
- A lightning bolt when the drew that Colt... .45.
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- Colt .45.
- Colt .45.
- Colt .45.
- Colt .45.
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Davy
Crockett
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free.
Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree,
Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three.
Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier.
Fought single handed through the Injun war,
Till the Creeks was whipped and peace was in store.
And while he was handling this risky chore,
Made hisself a legend, forevermore.
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear.
He went off to Congress and served a spell
Fixin' up the government and laws as well.
Took over Washington, so we heerd tell,
And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear.
When he come home, his politickin' done,
The western march had just begun.
So he packed his gear, and his trusty gun
And lit out a grinnin', to follow the sun.
Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the Pioneer.
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Gunsmoke
Gunsmoke trail oh tell me of days gone by
Tho' alone You still wind your way?
Are the ghostly horsemen riding,
As they speed eastern mail?
It's up to you see them thru Gunsmoke trail.
The Gunsmoke has now faded from the blazing forty
fours!
The stage coach is rustin' on the hill
The wagon wheels you used to feel, will sing their song no more!
The sound of the caravan is still!
Gunsmoke trail
No trav-'ler to care where you go,
Sands of time are hidin' your way!
Bet if heaven ever let you
You could tell a rugged tale!
That's why I hate to see you fade
Gunsmoke trail
Gunsmoke trail
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Have Gun Will Travel
- Have Gun Will Travel reads the card of a man.
- A knight without armor in a savage land.
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- His fast gun for hire heeds the calling wind.
- A soldier of fortune is the man called Paladin.
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- Paladin, Paladin where do you roam?
- Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home.
He travels on to wherever he must;
A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust.
There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin
Of the man with the gun, of the man called Pa-l-l-l-l-a-din
Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far, from home.
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Hopalong Cassidy
- Here he comes, here he comes
- There's the trumpets, there's the drums, here he comes.
- Hopalong Cassidy, here he comes.
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- (humming)
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- There he goes, on his way,
- Down the trail the cowboy way.
- Hopalong Cassidy, Hopalong Cassidy.
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- He returns, soon again,
- There's no use to say goodbye until then.
- Hopalong Cassidy, so long Hopalong.
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The Lawman
- Lawman. Lawman.
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- The Lawman came with the sun.
- There was a job to be done.
- And so they sent for the badge and the gun
- Of the Lawman.
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- And as he silently rode,
- Where evil violently strode
- They knew he'd live or he'd die by the code
- Of the Lawman.
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- A man who rides all alone
- And all that he'll ever own,
- Is just a badge and a gun and he's known
- As the Lawman.
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Legend of Jesse James
- Jesse James, Jesse James.
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- He was cursed with a quick and restless gun. Jesse James!
- And he played the game that no man ever won. Jesse James!
- But his killin' turned him cold, he grew bitter, he grew
bold
- And he fought the world with a cold and hungry gun.
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- Cold and hungry gun,
- Cold and hungry gun,
- Blasting flame, and lasting shame,
- Of the man with a hungry gun.
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- Jesse James, Jesse James.
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Maverick
- Who is the tall, dark stranger there?
- Maverick is the name.
- Ridin' the trail to who knows where,
- Luck is his companion,
- Gamblin' is his game.
- Smooth as the handle on a gun.
- Maverick is the name.
- Wild as the wind in Oregon,
- Blowin' up a canyon,
- Easier to tame.
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- Riverboat, ring your bell,
- Fare thee well, Annabel.
- Luck is the lady that he loves the best.
- Natchez to New Orleans
- Livin on jacks and queens
- Maverick is a legend of the west.
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- Riverboat, ring your bell,
- Fare thee well, Annabel.
- Luck is the lady that he loves the best.
- Natchez to New Orleans
- Livin on jacks and queens
- Maverick is a legend of the west.
- Maverick is a legend of the west.
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Rawhide
- Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'
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- Keep movin', movin', movin',
- Though they're disapprovin',
- Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
- Don't try to understand 'em,
- Just rope and throw and brand 'em,
- Soon we'll be living high and wide.
- Boy my heart's calculatin'
- My true love will be waitin', be waiting at the end of my
ride.
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- Move 'em on, head 'em up,
- Head 'em up, move 'em out,
- Move 'em on, head 'em out Rawhide!
- Set 'em out, ride 'em in
- Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
- Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Rawhide.
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- Full Lyrics
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- Rollin', rollin', rollin'
- Rollin', rollin', rollin'
- Rollin', rollin', rollin'
- Rollin', rollin', rollin'
- Rawhide!
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- Rollin', rollin', rollin'
- Though the streams are swollen
- Keep them dogies rollin'
- Rawhide!
- Through rain and wind and weather
- Hell-bent for leather
- Wishin' my gal was by my side.
- All the things I'm missin',
- Good vittles, love, and kissin',
- Are waiting at the end of my ride
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- CHORUS
- Move 'em on, head 'em up
- Head 'em up, move 'em on
- Move 'em on, head 'em up
- Rawhide
- Count 'em out, ride 'em in,
- Ride 'em in, count 'em out,
- Count 'em out, ride 'em in
- Rawhide!
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- Keep movin', movin', movin'
- Though they're disapprovin'
- Keep them dogies movin'
- Rawhide!
- Don't try to understand 'em
- Just rope, throw, and brand 'em
- Soon we'll be living high and wide.
- My hearts calculatin'
- My true love will be waitin',
- Be waitin' at the end of my ride.
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- Rawhide!
- Rawhide!
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The Rebel
(The Ballad of Johnny Yuma)
Away, away, away rode the rebel,
Johnny Yuma.
Johnny Yuma, was a rebel,
He roamed, through the west.
This Johnny Yuma, the rebel,
He wandered alone.
He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad,
He packed no star as he wandered far
Where the only law was a hook and a draw,
the rebel.
(Away, away, away rode the rebel,
Johnny Yuma.)
Johnny Yuma, was a rebel,
He roamed, through the west.
This Johnny Yuma, the rebel,
He wandered alone.
He searched the land,
This restless land,
He was panther quick and leather tough
When he figured that he'd been
pushed enough, the rebel.
(Away, away, away rode the rebel,
Johnny Yuma.)
Johnny Yuma, was a rebel,
He roamed, through the west.
This Johnny Yuma, the rebel,
He wandered alone.
He got fightin' mad,
This rebel lad,
With a dream he'd hold
'til his dying breath
He'd search his soul
and gamble with death, the rebel.
Away, away, away rode the rebel,
Johnny Yuma.
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Red Dwarf
- Its cold outside,
- There's no kind of atmosphere,
- I'm all alone,
- More or less.
- Let me fly,
- Far away from here,
- Fun, fun, fun,
- In the sun, sun, sun.
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- I want to lie,
- Shipwrecked and comotoase,
- Drinking fresh,
- Mango juice,
- Goldfish shoals,
- Nibbling at my toes,
- Fun, fun, fun,
- In the sun, sun, sun,
- Fun, fun, fun,
- In the sun, sun, sun.
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Rin Tin Tin
- So brave is Corporal Rusty.
- Though he is just a boy.
- How true as Private Rin Tin Tin
- They are the army's ride and joy.
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- Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
- Pals through thick and thin.
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- From all the tales of the west
- We'll remember best
- Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin.
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- Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
- Pals through thick and thin.
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- From all the tales of the west
- We'll remember best
- Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin.
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The Roy Rogers Show
("Happy Trails")
- Some trails are happy ones,
- Others are blue.
- It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
- Here's a happy one for you.
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- Happy trails to you,
- Until we meet again.
- Happy trails to you,
- Keep smilin' until then.
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- Who cares about the clouds when we'ere together?
- Just sing a song, and bring the sunny weather.
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- Happy trails to you,
- Til we meet again.
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Star Trek
- Beyond the rim of the starlight,
- my love is wandering in star flight.
- I know he'll find
- In star clustered reaches
- Love, strange love
- A starwoman teaches.
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- I know his journey ends never.
- His Star Trek will go on forever.
- But tell him while
- He wanders his starry sea,
- Remember,
- Remember me.
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Sugarfoot
- Sugarfoot, Sugarfoot, easy lopin', cattle ropin' Sugarfoot,
- Carefree as the tumbleweeds, ajoggin' along with a heart full of song
- And a rifle and a volume of the law.
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- Sugarfoot, Sugarfoot, never underestimate a Sugarfoot,
- Once you got his dander up, ain't no one who's quicker on the draw.
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- You'll find him on the side of law and order,
- From the Mexicali border, to the rolling hills of Arkansaw;
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- Sugarfoot, Sugarfoot, easy lopin', cattle ropin' Sugarfoot,
- Ridin' down to cattle town, a-joggin' a-long with a heart full of song
- And a rifle and a volume of the law.
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Tombstone
Territory
- Whistle me up a memory
- Whistle me back where I want to be
- Whistle a tune that will carry me
- To Tombstone Territory
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- If your past has run afoul the law
- It's a handy place to be
- But your future's just as good as your draw
- In Tombstone Territory
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26 Men
- Saddle up, saddle up.
- Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up.
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- This is the story of 26 Men.
- Who rode the Arizona Territory.
- High is the glory of 26 Men,
- Who's parish helped to fill the Territory.
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- 26 Men who saddled up and then
- Rode out to answer duty's call.
- 26 Men who lived to ride again
- And fight for the rights and the liberty of all.
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- This is the story of 26 Men
- Enforcing law within the Territory.
- Praise be the Glory of 26 Men
- Who rode the Arizona Territory.
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- Ride on. Ride on. Ride on.
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Wagon Train
- Roll along
- Wagon Train.
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- Rollin over prairie where there ain't no grass,
- Rollin over mountain where there ain't no pass.
- Sittin on a board
- eye in the weather,
- Prayin to the Lord
- We stay together
- Side by side on the Wagon Train.
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- Wagon Train
- Roll along.
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- Pickinup a passenger in every town,
- Wonderin if he's ever gonna shoot you down.
- Lookin for a pal,
- ain't it a pity,
- Lookin for a gal,
- needn't be pretty
- If she'll ride on the Wagon Train.
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- Wagons ho!
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- Gotta keep em on the run.
- Time to go!
- And follow the sun.
- Roll along
- Wagon Train.
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- Never had a cabin near a general store,
- Only had a wagon and a forty four.
- Sittin on a board
- Eyein the weather
- Prayin to the Lord
- we stay together
- Sid by side on the Wagon Train..
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The Life and Times of Wyatt
Earp
- I'll tell you a story a real true life story
- A tale of the Western frontier.
- The West, it was lawless,
- but one man was flawless
- and his is the story you'll hear.
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- Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp,
- Brave courageous and bold.
- Long live his fame and long live his glory
- and long may his story be told.
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- Well he cleaned up the country
- The old wild west country
- He made law and order prevail.
- And none can deny it
- The legend of Wyatt
- Forever will live on the trail.
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- Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp,
- Brave courageous and bold.
- Long live his fame and long live his glory
- and long may his story be told.
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Yancy Derringer
They sing of Yancey Derringer
On every danger trail,
On riverboat, in manor house
And now and then in jail.
They say that Yancy Derringer
Had ruffles at his wrists,
Brocade and silver buckles
And iron in his fists.
Yancy, Yancy Derringer,
Yancy, Yancy Derringer
In every tale of derring do
They tell of Yancy D.
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Zorro
- Out of the night,
- When the full moon is bright,
- Comes the horseman known as Zorro.
- This bold renegade
- Carves a "Z" with his blade,
- A "Z" that stands for Zorro.
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- Zorro, Zorro, the fox so cunning and free,
- Zorro, Zorro, who makes the sign of the Z.
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- He is polite,
- But the wicked take flight
- When they catch the sight of Zorro.
- He’s friend of the weak,
- And the poor and the meek,
- This very unique señor Zorro.
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- Zorro, Zorro, the fox so cunning and free,
- Zorro, Zorro, who makes the sign of the Z.
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- Zorro, Zorro, Zorro, Zorro, Zorro.
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Bonanza
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BONANZA
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We chased lady luck, til we finally
struck-
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BONANZA
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With a gun and a rope and a hat full of
hope,
We planted our family tree.
We got a hold of a pot full of gold,
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BONANZA
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With a horse and a saddle,
and a ring full of cattle,
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand,
Cartwright is the name,
Fortune smiled,
the day we filed the Ponderosa claim.
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Here in the west,
we're livin' in the best
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BONANZA
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If anyone fights anyone of us,
He's got a fight with me
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BONANZA
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Hoss and Joe and Adam know every rock
and pine,
No one works fights, or eats, Like those boys of mine
Here we stand in the middle of a grand
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BONANZA
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with a gun and a rope and a hatful of
hope,
We planted our family tree,
We got a hold of a potful of gold
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BONANZA
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With a houseful of friends where the
rainbow ends,
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand Cartwright is the name,
Fortune smiled, the day we filed the Ponderosa claim
Here in the west we're living in the best
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BONANZA
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With the friendliest, fightingist,
lovingist band,
That ever set foot in the promised land
And we're happier than them all.
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That's why we call it
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Bonanza...bonanza.. bonanza..
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Branded
- All but one man died.
- There at Bitter Creek.
- And they say he ran away.
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- Branded, scorned as the one who ran.
- What do you do when you're branded, and you know you're a
man.
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- Wherever you go, for the rest of your life
- You must prove, you're a man.
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- Full song
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- All but one man died,
- There at Bitter Creek,
- And they say he ran away ...
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- Branded!
- Marked with a coward's shame.
- What do you do when you're branded,
- Will you fight for your name?
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- He was innocent,
- Not a charge was true,
- But the world will never know ...
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- Branded!
- Scorned as the one who ran.
- What do you do when you're branded,
- And you know you're a man?
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- And wherever you go
- for the rest of your life
- You must prove ...
- You're a man!
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Daniel Boone
- Daniel Boone was a man. Yes a big man.
- With an eye like an eagle and as tall as a mountain was he.
- Daniel Boone was a man. Yes a big man.
- He was brave, he was fearless and as tough as a mighty oak
tree.
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- From the coonskin cap on the top of ol Dan to the heel of
his rawhide shoe
- The rippin'est roarin'est fightin'est man the frontier ever
knew.
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- Daniel Boone was a man. Yes a big man.
- And he fought for America to make all Americans free.
- What a boon, what a doer, what a dream comer truer was
he.
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Here Come the Brides
- The bluest sky you've ever seen, in Seattle.
- And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle.
- Like a beautiful child
- Growing up, free and wild.
- Full of hopes and full of fears,
- Full of laughter, full of tears,
- Full of dreams to last a year
- In Seattle.
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- When you find your own true love you will know it
- By his smile, by the look in his eyes.
- Some set pine trees in the air
- Or some stand around and stare
- Look out everyone, Here Come the Brides.
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Swamp
Fox
(Spoken: My name is Francis Marion. I fought the
British
Redcoats in 76. Hiding in the Carolina swamps by day,
surprising them with swift strikes at night. They called me
a tricky swamp fox. So, a Swamp Fox I became.)
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Swamp Fox! Swamp Fox!
Tail on his hat,
Nobody knows where The Swamp Fox's at.
Swamp Fox! Swamp Fox!
Hiding in the glen,
He runs away to fight again.
I fire a gun the birds take wing.
There startled cries a signal clear.
My men march forth to fight the king.
And leave behind there loved ones dear.
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We had no lead, we had no powder.
Always fought with an empty gun.
Only made us shout the louder.
We are men of Marion.
We had no cornpone, had no honey.
All we had was Continental money.
Wouldn't buy nothing worth beans in the pot.
Roasted ears and possum was all we go.
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We had no blankets, had no bed.
Had no roof above our head.
We get no shelter when it rains.
All we got is Yankee brains.
The Redcoats fight in a foreign land.
Their hearts are far across the sea.
They never try to understand.
We fight for home and liberty.
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