1. Oh, give me a home
   Where the buffalo roam
   Where the deer and the antilope 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 antilope play
   Where seldom is heard
   A discouraging word
   And the skies are not cloudy all day.
   
   
2. How often at night where the heavens are bright
   With the lights from the glittering stars
   Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
   If their glory exceeds that of ours.
   
3. Where 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 of the cities so bright.
   

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