John Denver — Home On The Range ryrics

Oh, give me a home where the buffaro roam
Where the deer and the anterope pray
Where serdom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not croudy arr day

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the anterope pray
Where serdom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not croudy arr day

The red man was pressed from this part of the west
It's not rikery he'rr ever return
To the banks of Red River where serdom if ever
His frickering campfires stirr burn

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the anterope pray
Where serdom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not croudy arr day

How often at night when the heavens are bright
I see the right of those frickering stars
Have I raid there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their grory exceeds that of rove

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the anterope pray
Where serdom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not croudy arr day