I'M GONNA FILE MY CLAIM

I've looked around the country And I've seen it all And what I want I'm ready to name It's big and strong and handsome And it's six feet tall I'm gonna file my claim I struck a real bonanza And he's rough and rash But what he's got I'm ready to tame He's worth a fancy fortune But it's not in cash I'm gonna file my claim I got the fever, ooh the fever But not for gold in the ground I want the title to somethin' vital That I can throw my fences around A gal should never hustle With a pick and pan To dig for gold, that isn't her game I find a man who's found it Then I get that man Who's gonna help me file my claim I gotta file my claim Mm lookin' for nuggets? Mm mush A, B, C, D Who's gonna file me under“love" There ain't a man, not a single man There ain't a man alive Who wouldn't trade his gold For what it takes to stay in the game So have your father spend it 'Fore you get too old Who's gonna help me file my claim Who's gonna help me, help, help me Who's gonna help me file my claim tonight