The Deadwood Stage
Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists



Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-rolling on over the plains
With the curtains flappin’ and the driver a-snappin’ 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 headed straight for town
Loaded down with a fancy cargo
Care of Wells & Fargo, Illinois, boy

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-comin’ on over the crest
Like a homing-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

Introducing Henry Miller
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
Ain’t a showman any smarter operates the Golden Garter
When the cream of Deadwood City comes to dine
And I’m glad to say he’s a friend of mine
Hi Joe, say, where d’ya get them fancy clothes
I know, off some fella’s laundry line
Hi Beau, aren’t you a prairie rose
Smellin’ like a watermelon vine
Here’s a 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 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