Life in New York City
Is full of dread and fuss
Our dreams are waiting way out west
There's room for all of us
Oh, the streets are paved with nuggets
All of the purest gold
And soon we'll all be millionaires
(oy, have I been told!)

No garbage and no landlords
Fouling up the air
No crooks or politicians
To strip our cupboards bare
We'll ride the roaring rivers
Turn wilderness to towns
Our dreams will take us up and up
And never let us down

'Cos way out west
There's room for our dreaming
There's wide open spaces to see
Way out west
The sun's always beaming
We'll be everything we can be

The nights are filled with dancing
Lasting till the day
Days are filled with surning
Work is just like play
We'll banjo, we'll fiddle
We'll guitar, and spoon
And everywhere we go
There gonna can play this rousing tune

'Cos way out west
We'll build our new nation
We'll grow all the way to the sky
Way out west
There's all of creation
We're new and we'll never say die (yeehaa!)

'Cos way out west
We'll build our new nation
We'll grow all the way to the sky
Way out west
There's all of creation
We're new and we'll never say die