Oh the Deadwood Stage is a-rollin' on over the plains With the curtains flappin' and the driver slappin' the reins A 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 homin' 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 hummin' Happy times are comin' for to stay - hey! We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon And my heart's a-thumpin' like a mandolin a-plunkin' a tune When I get home, I'm fixin' 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 Ain't 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 fella's laundry line Hi Beau, aren't you the Prairie Rose Smellin' like a watermelon vine Here's the man the Sheriff watches On his gun there's more than twenty-seven notches On the draw there's no-one faster and you're flirtin' wit
[00:04.410]Oh the Deadwood Stage is a-rollin' on over the plains [00:08.520]With the curtains flappin' and the driver slappin' the reins [00:12.920]A beautiful sky, a wonderful day [00:17.230]Whip crack-away, whip crack-away, whip crack-away [00:21.300]Oh the Deadwood Stage is a-headin' on over the hills [00:25.430]Where the Injun arrows are thicker than porcupine quills [00:30.10]Dangerous land, no time to delay [00:33.760]So whip crack-away, whip crack-away, whip crack-away [00:37.900]We're headin' straight for town, loaded down [00:40.540]With a fancy cargo, care of Wells and Fargo, Illinois - Boy! [00:46.910]Oh the Deadwood Stage is a-comin' on over the crest [00:51.40]Like a homin' pigeon that's a-hankerin' after its nest [00:55.620]Twenty-three miles we've covered today [00:59.260]So whip crack-away, whip crack-away, whip crack-away [01:03.330]The wheels go turnin' round, homeward bound [01:05.890]Can't you hear 'em hummin' [01:08.180]Happy times are comin' for to stay - hey! [01:12.300]We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon [01:16.530]And my heart's a-thumpin' like a mandolin a-plunkin' a tune [01:20.950]When I get home, I'm fixin' to stay [01:24.730]So whip crack-away, whip crack-away, whip crack-away [01:29.539]Whip crack-away, whip crack-away, whip crack-away... [01:51.970]Introducin' Henry Miller, [01:55.289]just as busy as a fizzy sarsparilla [01:58.670]Ain't a showman and he's smarter, [02:00.410]operates the Golden Garter [02:02.70]Where the cream of Deadwood City come to dine [02:05.500]And I'm glad to say he's a very good friend of mine [02:11.30]Hi Joe, say where d'you get them fancy clothes [02:14.580]I know, off some fella's laundry line [02:17.900]Hi Beau, aren't you the Prairie Rose [02:21.290]Smellin' like a watermelon vine [02:26.190]Here's the man the Sheriff watches [02:29.470]On his gun there's more than twenty-seven notches [02:33.250]On the draw there's no-one faster and you're flirtin' wit
