Dreams of California

Gold rush mama, I won't be comin' home That old beaten path, nevermore to roam Gold rush mama, I'm headed out west Now I say farewell to the one I love the best I'm headed out to El Dorado, won't be comin' back Gonna build me a cabin, a little mountain shack Way up in the hills, far from the city lights Diggin' all day baby, drinkin' whiskey all night long Gold rush mama, I won't be comin' home That old beaten path, nevermore to roam Gold rush mama, I'm headed out west Now I say farewell to the one I love the best I'm headed out west, get me a pocket full of rocks They say at Sutter's Mill, it's the gold that talks The dream is alive and I must heed the call I don't want just a little gold, I wanna find it all Gold rush mama, I won't be comin' home That old beaten path, nevermore to roam Gold rush mama, I'm headed out west Now I say farewell to the one I love the best These dreams of California they echo through my mind The golden road before me, the beaten path behind I'll be gone by mornin to fulfill my destiny And when I die a rich man I'll surely rest in peace Gold rush mama, I won't be comin' home That old beaten path, nevermore to roam Gold rush mama, I'm headed out west Now I say farewell to the one I love the best Now I say farewell to the one I love the best