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 I stand there amazed and I ask as I gaze If their glory exceed that of ours Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sun Flows leisurely down the stream Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along Like a maid in a heavenly dream Home, where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word And the skies are not cloudy all day