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 from the glittering stars

I stand here amazed and asked as I gaze

If their glory exceeds that of ours

Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sun

Flows leisurely down the stream

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along

Like a maid in a heavenly dream

Then I would not exchange

my 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 where the deer and the antelope play

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word

And the skies are not cloudy all day