Bonanza Songtext

von Lorne Greene

We chased lady luck, 'til we finally struck, Bonanza
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, Bonanza
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.

Here in the west, we're livin' in the best, Bonanza
If anyone fights any one of us, he's got a fight with me
Bonanza

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, Bonanza
With a gun and a rope and a hat ful of hope,
We planted our family tree.
We got a hold of a pot ful of gold, Bonanza
With a house ful 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, Bonanza
With the friendliest, fightingist, lovingist band,
That ever set foot in the promised land
And we're happier than them all.
That's why we call it
Bonanza...bonanza.. bonanza..