HOME ON THE RANGE
Traditional with original 2nd 3rd and 4th verses by Nate Boots

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

I took my poor heart to the woods deep and dark
Where the moose and the hoot owl escape
Where there’s no one around and the whispering sounds
Of the pines soothe my soul when they shake

For to grow seed to grain, find the prairie, the plains
Where the earth’s so flat you’ll see its curve
Where the plow meets the loam, and the wind’s free to blow
Swish of tallgrass provides just desserts

Home, home on the range…

Over hill over dale river valley’s my grail
Where the fish swim the blue lakes and streams
Painted skyscapes abound at sunrise and sundown
Not unlike the kinds showcased in dream

Home, home on the range…