Opera Mouse: Life in New York City Is full of dread and fuss Our dreams are waiting way out west There's room for all of us. Mr. Whiskers: The streets are paved with nuggets All of the purest gold And soon we'll all be millionaires
Male Mouse: Boy, have I been told
New Yorker Mouse: No garbage and no landlords Fouling up the air
Opera Mouse: No crooks or politicians To strip our cupboards bare
Educated Mouse: We'll ride the roaring rivers Turn wilderness to towns Our dreams will take us up and up And never let us down, oh
All: Way out west There's room for our dreaming There's wide open spaces to see. Way out west The sun's always beaming We'll be everything we can be.
Accented Mouse: The nights are filled with dancing Lasting till the day Days are filled with singing Work is just like play
Hillbilly Mouse 1: We'll banjo!
Hillbilly Mouse 2: We'll fiddle!
Hillbilly Mouse 3: We'll guitar!
Deep-voiced Mouse: We'll spoon!
All: And everywhere we go, we're gonna play this rousing tune!
'Cause way out west We'll build our new nation We'll grow all the way to the sky Way out west There's all of creation We're new and we'll never say die.
Way out west We'll build our new nation We'll grow all the way to the sky Way out west There's all of creation We're new and we'll never say die.