Rock a Bop - Gene Autry, Lorelei Lynn

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

Where the air is so pure and the zephyrs so free

And the breezes so balmy and 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 cloudy all day

How often at night when the heavens are bright

With the light of the glittering stars

I stand there amazed and I ask as I gaze

Does their glory exceed 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…