1. Oh, give me my home, where the buffalo roam, where the deer and the antelope play.

2. How often at night, when the heavens are bright, with the light from the glittering stars,

3. Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free, and the breezes so balmy and light,

1. Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.

2. have I stood there amazed, and asked as I gazed, if their glory exceeds that of ours.

3. that I would not exchange my home on the range, for all the cities so bright.

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.