Point the peacemakers in the sky boys And shootem' off six in a row Climb down off your saddles Hit the bar and gamble all your dough Well the girls here are pretty and the whiskey is cheap I hit a deep vein on my stake a mile up the creek Minstrel that sugar foot Tomorrow we're all goin' home California ain't no milk and honey Ain't nothin' but a waste of mules and money I don't think it was worth what we struck to stay It's been one year and three months, a week to the day Take a hot bath and a shave So the youngins' can remember who you are Buy some lace and some perfume For the woman who's waited this far Well it's twenty-five hundred miles to the Missouri line On a wagon out of Fresno that's a real long time Powder up the barrels Cause I'm travelin' with a trunk full of gold California ain't no milk and honey Ain't nothin' but a waste of mules and money I don't think it was worth what we struck to stay It's been one year and three months a week to the day