Home on the Range

Home on the Range - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

O give me a home where the buffaloe 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

How often at night when the heavens are bright

With the light of the glittering stars

I stand there amazed & I ask as I gaze

If their glory exceed that of ours

Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sun

Flows leisurely down the stream

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along

Like a maid in a heavenly dream

Then I would not exchange my home on the range

Where the deer and the antelope play