Home On The Range

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam

Where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day

Home, home on the range

Where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day

Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand

Flows leisurely down the stream

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along

Like a maid in a heavenly dream

Home, home on the range

Where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day

Oh often at night, when the heavens are bright

Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed

From the light of the glittering stars

If their glory exceeds that of ours

Home, home on the range

Where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day