| We chased lady luck,
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| '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,
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| we
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| planted our family tree.
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| We got a hold of a pot full of gold,
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| Bonanza
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| With a horse
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| and a saddle,
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| and a ring full of cattle,
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| How rich can a fellow be?
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| On this land we
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| put our brand,
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| Cartwright is the name,
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| Fortune smiled,
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| the day we filed the Ponderosa
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| claim.
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| Here in the west,
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| we’re livin' in the best
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| Bonanza
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| If anyone
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| fights any one of us,
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| he’s got a fight with me
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| Bonanza
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| Hoss and Joe and Adam
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| know
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| every rock and pine,
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| No one works fights, or eats,
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| like those boys of
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| mine
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| 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
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| hatful of hope,
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| we planted our family tree,
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| We got a hold of a potful of
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| gold
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| Bonanza
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| With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends,
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| How rich can a fellow
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| be?
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| On this land we put our brand Cartwright is the name,
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| Fortune smiled, the day we filed
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| the Ponderosa claim
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| Here in the west we’re living in the best
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| Bonanza
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| With the
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| friendliest, fightingist, lovingist band,
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| That ever set foot in the promised land
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| And
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| we’re happier than them all.
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| That’s why we call it
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| Bonanza… bonanza. |
| bonanza |