Home On The Range Lyrics - Dale Evans

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 lights from the glitterin' stars 

Have I stood here 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 cloudy all day 

The Red man was pressed 

From this part of the west 

'Tis unlikely he'll ever return 

To the banks of Red River 

Where seldom if ever 

Their flickering campfires burn 

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