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Home on the Range

"Home on the Range" was originally a poem written by Dr. Brewster M. Higley in the early 1870s. Higley was an otolaryngologist who came to Smith County in 1871 under the Homestead Act. Higley was so taken with his new home that he wrote his poem entitled, "My Western Home." In 1873 the poem was published in the Smith County Pioneer, and music was soon added by Daniel E. Kelley, a friend of Higley. The song quickly became a favorite among pioneers and cowboys. It was later revised by David Guion, who is often given credit as the song's composer. In 1933 President Franklin D. Roosevelt claimed it to be his favorite song. Because Higley had written the song while in Kansas, and because the song seemed to so fit the state, the Kansas Legislature chose it as the state song on June 30, 1947. Since then the song has been used in countless movies in shows, being sung by everyone from Willie Nelson to Porky Pig. Dr. Brewster Higley


   VERSE 1

    Oh, give me a home where the buffalo
    Where the deer and the antelope play,
    Where seldom is heard a discouraging
    And the sky is not clouded all day.


    A home, a home where the deer and the
    antelope play,
    Where seldom is heard a discouraging
    And the sky is not clouded all day.

   VERSE 2

    Oh, give me the land where the bright
    diamond sand
    Throws its light from the glittering stream
    Where glideth along the graceful white swan,
    Like a maid in a heavenly dream.

   VERSE 3

    Oh, give me the gale of the Solomon vale,
    Where life streams with buoyancy flow,
    On the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever
    Any poisonous herbage doth grow.

   VERSE 4

    I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours;
    I love too the wild curley's scream,
    The bluffs and white rocks and antelope flocks
    That graze on the hillsides so green.

   VERSE 5

    How often at night, when the heavens are bright
    With the light of the glittering stars,
    Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
    If their glory exceeds this of ours.

   VERSE 6

    The air is so clear, the breeze so pure,
    The zephyrs so balmy and light,
    I would not exchange my home here to range
    Forever in azure so bright.

Entry: Home on the Range

Author: Kristina Gaylord

Date Created: July 2011

Date Modified: January 2014

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