Tom Roush — Home on the Range

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 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 a land where the where the bright diamond sand Throws it's light from the glittering streams Where I am alone with the graceful white swan Like the fate in her heavenly dreams 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 a gale of the Solomon vale Where the life streams with buoyancy flow On the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever Any poisonous herbage doth grow 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 How often at night, when the heavens were bright With the light of the twinkling stars Have I stood here amazed, and asked as I gazed If their glory exceed that of ours 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 I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours I love the wild curlew's shrill scream The bluffs and white rocks, and antelope flocks That graze on the mountains so green 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 The air is so pure and the breezes so fine The zephyrs so balmy and light That I would not exchange my home here to range Forever in azures so bright 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 Songwriter: Brewster Higley and Daniel Kelly