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To journey afar to the promised land, Where the golden ore is rich in store, On the banks of the Sacramento shore. Then, ho! Brothers ho! To California go. There's plenty of gold in the world we're told, On the banks of the Sacramento. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. O! don't you cry, nor heave a sigh, For we'll all come back again, bye-and-bye, Don't breathe a fear, nor shed a tear, But patiently wait for about two year. Then, ho! Brothers ho! To California go. There's plenty of gold in the world we're told, On the banks of the Sacramento. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. As we explore that distant shore, We'll fill our pockets with the shining ore; And how 'twill sound, as the word goes round, Of our picking up gold by the dozen pound. Then, ho! Brothers ho! To California go. There's plenty of gold in the world we're told, On the banks of the Sacramento. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. Heigh O, and away we go, Digging up the gold in Francisco. O! the land we'll save, for the bold and brave Have determined there never shall breathe a slave Let foes recoil, for the sons of toil Shall make California God's Free Soil. Then, ho! Brothers, ho! To California go. No slave shall toil on God's Free Soil, On the banks of the Sacramento. Heigh O, and away we go, Chanting our songs of Freedom, O. Heigh O, and away we go, Chanting our songs of Freedom, O. |
Nathan Barker. "The California Gold Diggers: Song and Chorus." Music: Adapted and arranged by Nathan Barker. Lyrics: Jesse
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