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Capo 3
 
[C]Oh, give me a home where the [F]buffalo roam   
And the [C]deer and the antelope [G7]play   
Where [C]seldom is heard a dis-[F]couraging word   
And the [C]skies are not [G7]cloudy all [C]day   
    
[C]Home, [G7]home on the [C]range   
Where the [Am]deer and the [D7]antelope [G7]play   
Where [C]seldom is heard a dis-[F]couraging word    
And the [C]skies are not [G7]cloudy all [C]day   
 
How [C]often at night when the [F]heavens are bright   
With the [C]light from the glittering [G7]stars   
Have I [C]stood there amazed and [F]asked as I gazed   
If their [C]glory ex-[G7]-ceeds that of [C]ours   
 
[C]Home, [G7]home on the [C]range   
Where the [Am]deer and the [D7]antelope [G7]play   
Where [C]seldom is heard a dis-[F]couraging word     
And the [C]skies are not [G7]cloudy all [C]day   
 
Where the [C]air is so pure, the [F]zephyrs so free   
The [C]breezes so balmy and [G7]light   
That I [C]would not exchange my [F]home on the range   
For [C]all of the [G7]cities so [C]bright   
 
[C]Home, [G7]home on the [C]range   
Where the [Am]deer and the [D7]antelope [G7]play   
Where [C]seldom is heard a dis-[F]couraging word    
And the [C]skies are not [G7]cloudy all [C]day   
 
Oh, I [C]love those wild flow'rs in this [F]dear land of ours   
The [C]curlew, I love to hear [G7]scream   
And I [C]love the white rocks and the [F]antelope flocks   
That [C]graze on the [G7]mountaintops [C]green  
 
[C]Home, [G7]home on the [C]range   
Where the [Am]deer and the [D7]antelope [G7]play   
Where [C]seldom is heard a dis-[F]couraging word    
And the [C]skies are not [G7]cloudy all [C]day