Lyrics: John Dawson, Frank Wakefield
Music: John Dawson, Frank Wakefield
This is Philadelphia, a lawyer I am not
Now love I must be honest, with you I cast my lot
I have got no skill and there's no work for me here
But I have heard there's gold out in California dear
We're going round the Horn, love, going round the Horn
There's gold in California, we're going round the Horn
Now is your hope for happiness with me enough?
Will you come along even though it may be rough?
We've got our families here and I am [sure]
That we've saved just enough for our passage round the Horn
Overland is risky, and many don't survive
Sailing boats take longer, but then most arrive
California is all our chances and our hope
Would you take your chances with me and elope?
|New Riders Recordings|
|1975||Oh, What A Might Time|