Home On The Range

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
And 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

How often at night when the heavens are bright
And the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood here amazed, and asked as I gazed
Does this glory exceed 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

The skies are not cloudy all day