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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.
How often at night
when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars,
Have I stood here amazed
and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
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.

That I would not exchange
my home on the range
For the deer and the antelope play