Home on the Range

G · C · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G

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 cloudall 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 cloudall day.

G · C · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G

Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free, The breezes so balmand light. That I would not exchange my home on the range, For all of the cities so bright. Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudall day.

G · C · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · D7 · G · C · G · D7 · G

How often at night when the heavens are bright, With the light from the glittering stars. Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed, If their glory exceeds 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 cloudall day.