Go West, Young Man!

Before you go to Buffalo
To Baltimore or Borneo
To Eastern Pennsylvania or Soudan
Go west, young man
If you go to that land, sonny
You will have a lot of money
If you bring the money with you
When you come to the lone prairie
Yippi-yi, yippi-yi
Yippi-yi-yi-yi
Yippi-yi, yippi-yi, yippi-yi
Before you read a travel ad
And scamper off to Trinidad
Too often in New York and Yucatan
Go west, young man
In the east they live on doughnuts
In the west the natives grow up
And I guarantee you go nuts
If you come to the lone prairie
Yippi-yay, yippi-yay
Yippi-yay-yay-yay
Yippi-yi, yippi-yi, yippi-yi
Go west, young man
Go where the airport’s tearing the chest, young man
You can ride a bucking pronco or a pony
You can cut a calf in half and make baloney
Go west, young man
Go right up there and give 'em the very best you can
Don’t go north, don’t go south, don’t go east, have a care
Don’t go up, don’t go down, don’t go here, don’t go there
If you are fond of hunting, there’s no place that can compare
You may not bag a lion or a tiger or a bear
But if you want a jack-ass there are plenty of them there
Go west, young man
In sunny California when the clouds are breaking loose
And you complain about the rain they give you this excuse
It isn’t raining when you know it’s raining orange juice
Go west, young man
The judges there are very fair, they always are of course
A cowboy and his Mrs. went to court for a divorce
The cowboy got the children and the Mrs. got the horse
Go west, young man
Go out and till the soil there
Dig for gold and you’ll find oil there
Where the snow flies, as the crow flies
Go west, red hall
If there is a cattle shortage
Which can happen like it’s not
And they can’t find a hunk of meat
To chuck into the pot
They sit around and beef
About the beef they haven’t got
Go west, young man
Yi-pi