You could hear the miners sing
When they made their hammers ring
You could hear them singing out
Oh, when they found
Calico silver underground

Pave the streets with silver
Let the wagons roll
Don't those mountains look just like
Calico.

Fifteen years down in the mines
I watched the silver shine
Listened to the big wheels churn
They were turned
By Calico silver that we earned.

Days were short and the laughter was long
Nails in the pine were strong
We thought nothing could go wrong
Not counting on
Calico silver to be gone.

Pave the streets with silver
Let the wagons roll
Don't those mountains look just like
Calico.