Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above, Don't fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, Don't fence me in. Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze, And listen to the murmur of the cotton wood trees, Send me off forever but I ask you please, Don't fence me in. Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle Underneath the western skies, On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder, Till I see the mountains rise. I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences, And gaze at the moon till I lose my scenes. And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences, Don't fence me in. Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies Don't fence me in Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, Don't fence me in. Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze, And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees, Send me off forever, but I ask you please, Don't fence me in. Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle Underneath the western skies, On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder Till I see the mountains rise Ba boo ba ba boo. I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences, And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses, and I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences, Don't fence me in, No Poppa, don't you fence me in.