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

How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and I ask as I gaze
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

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



Credits
Writer(s): George A. Tipton, Traditional
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