Finale by Paint Your Wagon Chorus Lyrics
Where am I goin'? I don't know
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
All that I know Is I am on my way
Gold fever, gold fever
When will I be there? I don't know
When will I get there? I ain't certain
All that I know is I am on my way
Gold Fever, gold fever
Got a dream boy, got a song
Paint your wagon and come along, and get
Gold fever
No romp 'n rollin' girl can tell us stop
And cure the gold fever
Nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff
What can stop that itchin'
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold
Gold, gold
Gold
They call the wind Maria
Away out here they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Jo
And they call the wind Maria
I was born under a wand'rin' star
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back
I was born, I was born a million miles.....
Send back the world
There's too much night for me
The sky is much too high
To shelter me when darkness falls
Four cabin walls
Would be just right for me
A million miles away behind the door
Where am I goin'? I don't know
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
Gold fever, gold fever
All that I know is I am on my way
You wanna see sin of the wickedest kind?
Here it is!
You wanna see virtue left behind?
Here it is!
Sodom was vice and visa-versa
You wanna say where the vice is worser?
Here it is! I mean, here it is!
You wanna live life in the rottenest way?
Here it is!
Women and whiskey, night and day?
Here it is!
You wanna embrace the golden calf?
Ankle, and thigh, and upper half?
Here it is! I mean, here it is!
Where am I goin'? I don't know
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
All that I know is I am on my way
Gold fever, nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff
What can stop that itchin'
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold, hooked am I
Susannah, go ahead and cry
A million miles away behind the door
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
All that I know Is I am on my way
Gold fever, gold fever
When will I be there? I don't know
When will I get there? I ain't certain
All that I know is I am on my way
Gold Fever, gold fever
Got a dream boy, got a song
Paint your wagon and come along, and get
Gold fever
No romp 'n rollin' girl can tell us stop
And cure the gold fever
Nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff
What can stop that itchin'
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold
Gold, gold
Gold
They call the wind Maria
Away out here they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Jo
And they call the wind Maria
I was born under a wand'rin' star
I was born under a wand'rin' star
Wheels are made for rollin', mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight that didn't look better lookin' back
I was born, I was born a million miles.....
Send back the world
There's too much night for me
The sky is much too high
To shelter me when darkness falls
Four cabin walls
Would be just right for me
A million miles away behind the door
Where am I goin'? I don't know
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
Gold fever, gold fever
All that I know is I am on my way
You wanna see sin of the wickedest kind?
Here it is!
You wanna see virtue left behind?
Here it is!
Sodom was vice and visa-versa
You wanna say where the vice is worser?
Here it is! I mean, here it is!
You wanna live life in the rottenest way?
Here it is!
Women and whiskey, night and day?
Here it is!
You wanna embrace the golden calf?
Ankle, and thigh, and upper half?
Here it is! I mean, here it is!
Where am I goin'? I don't know
Where am I headin'? I ain't certain
All that I know is I am on my way
Gold fever, nothin' can help ya but the yeller stuff
What can stop that itchin'
Ain't around the kitchen
Gold, gold, hooked am I
Susannah, go ahead and cry
A million miles away behind the door