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Home an The Range

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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 lights from the glittering stars;
have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
if their glory exceeds that of ours.
Home, home ...

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 ...

Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,
the breezes so balmy and light,
that I would not exchange my home on the range
for all of the cities so bright.
Home, home ...

Oh, I love those wild flowers in this dear land of ours
the curlew l love to hear scream,
and I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
the graze on the mountain tops green.
Home, home ...

Denne cowboysang fra 1911 siges at være sunget af en gruppe journalister foran Franklin D. Roosevelts dør den aften i 1932, da han blev valgt som præsident.
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