Home, home… on the rangeWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heardA discouraging wordAnd this guy’s a-not cloudy all day-(Sing to the tune of Purple Haze.)OooHelp meAhh, yea-yeah, on the range, yeahOh, no, ohOh, help meOn the range, Tell me, baby, tell meI can’t go on like thisOn the range(Somewhere, Zane Grey just sat up shaking and sweating, and wondered if it really was, all just a dream.)
Home, home… on the rangeWhere the deer and the antelope playWhere seldom is heardA discouraging wordAnd this guy’s a-not cloudy all day-(Sing to the tune of Purple Haze.)OooHelp meAhh, yea-yeah, on the range, yeahOh, no, ohOh, help meOn the range, Tell me, baby, tell meI can’t go on like thisOn the range(Somewhere, Zane Grey just sat up shaking and sweating, and wondered if it really was, all just a dream.)