Michael Martin Murphey - Home on the Range lyrics

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 The Red Man was pressed from this part of the west It's not likely he'll ever return to the banks of Red River, where seldom, if ever his flickering campfires still burn 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 Have I stood there amazed and asked, as I gazed if their glory exceeds that of ours 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 Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand flows leisurely down the stream Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along like a maid in a heavenly dream 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