“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.” ~Traditional Cowboy Song
Traditional Cowboy Song
(Lyrics Arranged by Teri Olsen)
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.
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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.
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Oh, 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.
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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.
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Oh, I love the wild flowers in this great land of ours;
And I thrill to the eagle’s shrill cry;
And I love the red rocks and the flocks of livestock
That graze on the mountain slopes high.
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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.
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Oh, the air is so pure, and the sky so azure,
And the breezes so light as they blow,
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For a townhouse in San Francisco.
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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.
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Oh, give me a park where the prairie dogs bark,
And the mountains all covered with snow,
And give me the gleam of a swift moving stream,
Where the glistening diamond sands flow.
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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.
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Oh, give me the mine where the prospectors find
Native ores – silver, copper, and gold,
And the hot springs below, where the sick people go,
Till they feel like they’ll never grow old.
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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.
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Oh, give me the steed and the gun that I need
To shoot game from my own cabin home.
Then give me the camp where the fire is a lamp,
And the wild rocky mountains to roam.
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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.
