Oh! The Deadwood Stage Is A-rollin' On Over The Plains,

With The Curtains Flappin' And The Driver Slappin' The Reins.

Beautiful Sky! A Wonderful Day!

Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!



Oh! The Deadwood Stage Is A-headin' On Over The Hills,

Where The Injun Arrows Are Thicker Than Porcupine Quills.

Dangerous Land! No Time To Delay!

So, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!



We're Headin' Straight For Town, Loaded Down, With A Fancy Cargo,

Care Of Wells And Fargo, Illinois - Boy!



Oh! The Deadwood Stage Is A-comin' On Over The Crest,

Like A Homing Pigeon That's A-hankerin' After Its Nest.

Twenty-three Miles We've Covered Today.

So, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!



The Wheels Go Turnin' Round, Homeward Bound,

Can't You Hear 'em Humming,

Happy Times Are Coming For To Stay - Hey!



We'll Be Home Tonight By The Light Of The Silvery Moon,

And Our Hearts Are Thumpin' Like A Mandolin A-plunking A Tune.

When I Get Home, I'm Fixing To Stay.

So, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!

Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!, Whip Crack-away!



Introducin' Henry Miller,

Just As Busy As A Fizzy Sarsparilla.

He's A Showman And He's Smarter,

Operates The Golden Garter,

Where The Cream Of Deadwood City Come To Dine.

And I'm Glad To Say He's A Very Good Friend Of Mine.



Hi Joe, Say Where D'you Get Them Fancy Clothes?

I Know! Off Some Fellow's Laundry Line.

Hi Beau. Well Aren't You The Prairie Rose,

Smelling Like A Watermelon Vine.



Here's A Man The Sheriff Watches.

On His Gun There's More 'n Twenty-seven Notches.

On The Draw There's No-one Faster

And You're Flirting With Disaster

When Bill Hickok's Reputation You Malign.

And I'm Glad To Say He's A Very Good Friend, Of A Friend Of Mine.



Oh My Throats As Dry As A Desert Thistle In May

In The G