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.
Chorus: 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, The breezes so balmy and light, That I would not exchange my home on the range, For all of the cities so bright.
Chorus: 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.