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Fainter and fainter the song grew as Pony rode off in the distance. But in another five minutes from the other side of the herd Larry heard the click of a horse's shoes as he interfered and the soft jangling of the chains on the horse's reins. Then the mellow bass voice of Big Bill was lifted up in another cow-puncher ditty:

  1. Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam,
    Where the deer and and the antelope play,
    Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
    And the skies are not cloudy all day.

    Chorus

    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.

  2. Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,
    The breezes so balmy and light,
    For I would not exchange my home on the range
    For all of the cities so bright.

    Chorus

    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.

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