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Upprunalegi textinn, Home on the Range, er einatt tengdur vesturfylkjum Bandaríkjanna og er þjóðsöngur Kansas-ríkis. Hér að neðan birtis upprunalegi enski textinn en hann hefur síðan mög skolast til í meðförum margra.
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
and 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 asked as I gazed
if their glory exceeds that of ours.

1. Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,

the breezes so balmy and light,
that I would not exchange my home on the range
for all of the cities so bright.
Oh, I love those wild flow’rs in this dear land of ours
the curlew, I love to hear scream
and I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
that graze on the mountaintops green.
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