H, 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 Where The Heavens Are Bright
 With The 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
 Then Give Me A Land Where The Bright Diamond Sand
 Flows Leisurely Down To The Stream
 Where The Graceful White Swan Goes Gliding Along
 Like A Maid In A Heavenly Dream
 Oh I Would Not Exchange My Old Home On The Range
 Where The Deer And The Antelop Play
 Where The Seldom Is Heard A Discouraging Word
 And The Skies Are Not Cloudy All Day