get out of the way fat man you got something to do go fill up your hands till they re shining back up at you well you gotta get out while there s gold in the air it s falling like water always coming down from those hills no no no go west young man earn a dollar a day that s what your family said and you re rollin the days right on into the night at the head of the line always goin way way way way way out of sight go west young man like your family said all along the wagons all along the dusty trail seventeen years not over a day like children in the wild your mama s milk still wet on your face and no one wants to pray for your safe journey home out beyond the desert across the mountains by the fall servants who leave their masters house all are walking all the way the golden fields that beckoned you you they re darkened by the days days go west young man like your family said go west young man ah well if you knew then just what you know today yes you d be back where you started a happier man and leave all the glory to all of those who have remained so go west young man go west young man like your family said oh no go west young man go west young man like your family said oh no