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 How often at night When the heavens are bright With a light of 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 from the stream; Where the graceful white swan Goes gliding along Like a maid in her heavenly dream I wouldn't exchange, my home on the range For all of their sins out there