Home On The Range
(version 1 - original)
ŇOriginalÓ text by
Dr. Brewster Higley (1876)
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Oh, give me a home where the
Buffalo roam, where the Deer and the Antelope play;
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Where never is heard a
discouraging word, and the sky is not clouded all day.
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A home! A home! Where the Deer and the Antelope play,
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Where seldom is heard a
discouraging word, and the sky is not clouded all day.
Oh! give me a land where the
bright diamond sand
Throws its light from the
glittering streams,
Where glideth along the
graceful white swan, like the maid in her heavenly dreams.
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Oh! give me a gale of the
Solomon vale, where the life streams with buoyancy flow;
On the banks of the Beaver,
where seldom if ever, any poisonous herbage doth grow.
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How often at night, when the
heavens were bright, with the light of the twinkling stars
Have I stood here amazed, and
asked as I gazed, if their glory exceed that of ours.
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I love the wild flowers in
this bright land of ours,
I love the wild curlew's
shrill scream;
The bluffs and white rocks,
and antelope flocks that graze on the mountains so green.
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The air is so pure and the
breezes so fine, the zephyrs so balmy and light,
That I would not exchange my
home here to range forever in azures so bright.
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