From mountains high to valleys low, they speak the name of Jaimie-O Who with his pa, went searching for that gold in old California By riverboat and wagon train, old Doc McPheeters crossed the plains And told his son, keep moving on there's gold in old California Go westward ho, young Jaimie-O and you'll find fortune and fame And to this day when tales are told of pioneers a thousand fold McPheeters' name still shines like gold from Maine to old California Go westward ho, young Jaimie-O, and you'll find fortune and fame. And to this day when tales are told of pioneers a thousand fold McPheeters' name still shines like gold from Maine to old California From Maine to old California