| We chased lady luck till we finally struck — Bonanza
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| With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope
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| We planted our family tree
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| We got ahold of a potful of gold — Bonanza
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| With a horse and a saddle and a rig full of cattle
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| How rich can a fella be?
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| On this land we put our brand
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| 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 livin' in the best — Bonanza
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| If anyone fights any one of us
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| He’s gonna fight with me
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| Hoss and Joe and Adam 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 mine
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| Here we stand in the middle of a grand — Bonanza
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| With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope
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| We planted our family tree
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| We got ahold of a potful of gold — Bonanza
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| With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends
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| How rich can a fella be?
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| On this land we put our brand
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| 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 livin' in the best — Bonanza
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| With the friendliest, fightenist, lovingest band
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| That ever set foot in the promised land
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| And we’re happier than them all
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| That’s why we call it — Bonanza —
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| — Bonanza —
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| — Bonanza — |