Whispers of the Prairie
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
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
from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and I 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
Home, home on the range
And the skies are not cloudy all day (ooh)