Lirik Lagu Deadwood Stage - Doris Day
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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 fasterand you're flirting with disasterwhen 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 MayIn the G
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 fasterand you're flirting with disasterwhen 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 MayIn the G
