A Home on the Range
Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where never is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Refrain:
Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play;
Where never 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.
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.
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where never is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Refrain:
Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play;
Where never 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.
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.
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