Away Idaho


(Frank French, 1864)

1. They say there is a land,
Where the crystal waters flow
O’er beds of ore of purest gold
Way out in Idaho!

Away, Idaho!
We’re coming Idaho;
Our four-horse team
Will soon be seen
Way out in Idaho!

2. We’ll need no sieve or spade,
No shovel, pan or hoe;
The largest chunks lay top of ground,
Way out in Idaho!

3. We’ll face hard times no more,
And want we’ll never know,
When we have filled our packs with gold,
Way out in Idaho!

See also


  • Song with chords (PDF)
  • MIDI file
  • Listen to the song

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