The theme to "Bonanza," with lyrics sung by Lorne "Pa Cartwright" Greene
We chased lady luck, 'til we finally struck - Bonanza With a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope, we planted our family tree.
We got a hold of a pot full 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' in the best - Bonanza If anyone fights any one of us, he's got a fight with me.
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 a hold of a pot full 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 living in the best - Bonanza With the friendliest, fightingist, lovingist 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.