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 from the glittering stars
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours. (repeat **)