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 asked as I gazed If their glory exceeds that of love 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 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 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 seldom is heard A discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day