Home on the Range (My Western Home)

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 sky is not clouded all day.

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A home, a home, where the deer and the antelope play,

Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word

And the sky is not clouded all day.

Oh, give me the land where the bright diamond sand

Throws its light from the glittering stream,

Where glideth along the graceful white swan

Like the maid in her heavenly dream.

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Oh, give me the gale of the Solomon vale,

Where life streams with buoyancy flow,

On the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever

Any poisonous herbage doth grow.

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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 this of ours.

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I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours,

I love, too, the wild curlew’s scream,

The hills and white rocks and antelope flocks

That graze on the hillsides so green.

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The air is so pure, the breezes so fine,

The zephyrs so balmy and light.

I would not exchange my home here to range

Forever in azure so bright.