"HOME ON THE RANGE"

VERSE # 01:
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.

VERSE # 02:
Oh, give me a land
Where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely
Down the stream;
Where the graceful white swan
Goes gliding along
Like a maid
In a heavenly dream.

VERSE # 03:
How often at night,
When the heavens are bright
With the light
Of the glittering stars,
Have I stood here amazed
And asked as I gazed,
If their glory
Exceeds that of ours?

VERSE # 04:
I love these wild flowers
In this dear land of ours;
The curlew I love
To hear scream.
I love the white rocks
And the antelope flocks
That graze on the
Mountaintops green.

VERSE # 05:
The air is so pure,
The zephyrs so free,
The breezes
So balmy and light,
That I would not exchange
My home on the range
For all the cities so bright.