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 And often at night when the heavens are bright With a light from the glittering star Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed If their glory exceeds that of ours Home home on the range...