HOME ON THE RANGE

Oh give me a home
Where the buffalo roam
And 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
Where the air is so pure
And the zephyrs so free
And the breezes so balmy and light
That I would not exchange
My home on the range
For all of the cities so bright

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

How often at night
When the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed
And asked as I gazed
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