Gold Rush Fever is heading down the mountain,
Gold rush fever is rolling down the hills.
Gold rush fever is rushing down the river,
Gold rush fever is testing men’s wills.
Got a hold of this young man,
Bought a mule, pick and shovel in his hands.
Leaving the life that I knew behind,
I gotta get down to that golden mine.
Come out of the coal mines it calls to me,
Come out of the darkness and find me.
I’m shiny bright right here in the light,
Gold, Gold, Gold, I’m so easy to see.
Gold rush fever is getting to me,
I’ll make it rich, yes I will.
Gold, gold, gold, I’m coming for the thee.
Pan it in the river, blast it out of them hills,
Gold rush fever, gold rush fever, gold rush fever …
Is getting to me.