Текст песни
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 light of the glittering stars
How I stood here amazed and I ask as I gaze
If their glory exceed 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
(whistling)
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 antelope play
Where seldom is heard, a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day