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.