Doris Day - Deadwood Stage (Whip-Crack-Away!) lyrics
Doris Day [Doris Mary Anne Kappelhoff] Carmel Valley, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Doris Day - Deadwood Stage Whip-Crack-Away! lyrics]
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 it's 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!
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
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, 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 Golden Garter gonna
Wet my whistle today
Last to the bar's a three legged crow
Set 'em up, Joe, set 'em up, Joe
Set 'em up Joe set 'em up, Joe!
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 it's 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!
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
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, 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 Golden Garter gonna
Wet my whistle today
Last to the bar's a three legged crow
Set 'em up, Joe, set 'em up, Joe
Set 'em up Joe set 'em up, Joe!