Is that a Sequoia in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

Bonanza
We chased lady luck, 'til we finally struck Bonanza.

With a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope, planted a family tree.

We got hold of a pot of gold, Bonanza.

With a horse and a saddle, and a range full of cattle, how rich can a fellow be?

On this land we put our brand,

Cartwright is the name,

fortune smiled,

the day we filed the Ponderosa claim.

Here in the West, we're livin' the best, Bonanza,

if anyone fights any one of us, he's go a fight with me, Bonanza.

Hoss and Joe and Adam know every rock and pine,

no one works, fights, or eats, like those boys of mine.

Here we stand in the middle of a grand Bonanza.

With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope, we planted our family tree,

we got hold of a potful of gold, Bonanza.

With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends,

how rich can a fellow be?

On this land we put our brand, Cartwright is the name,

fortune smiled, the day we filed the Ponderosa claim.

Here in the west we're livin' the best Bonanza.

With the friendliest, fightingist, loving band,

that ever set foot in the promised land, and we're happier than them all.

That's why we call it Bonanza...Bonanza...Bonanza...

(Lyrics written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans.)