O give me land, lots of land, and the starry skies above, don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, don't fence me in.
O let me be by myself in the evening breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please, don't fence me in.
Just turn me loose and I'll straddle on my saddle underneath the western skies.
On my cayoose let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise.
O let me ride to the ridge where the West commences,
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses,
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences, don't fence me in.




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