Songtexte Home On the Range (78 RPM Version) - Frank Sinatra, arranged and conducted by Axel Stordahl
                                                Oh, 
                                                give 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                home, 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                buffalo 
                                                roam
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                dear 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                antelope 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                seldom 
                                                is 
                                                heard, 
                                                    a 
                                                discouragin' 
                                                word
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                skies 
                                                are 
                                                not 
                                                cloudy 
                                                all 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Home, 
                                                home 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                range
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                dear 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                antelope 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                seldom 
                                                is 
                                                heard, 
                                                    a 
                                                discouragin' 
                                                word
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                skies 
                                                are 
                                                not 
                                                cloudy 
                                                all 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                often 
                                                at 
                                                night, 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                heavens 
                                                are 
                                                bright,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                lights 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                glitterin' 
                                                stars,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Have 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                here 
                                                amazed, 
                                                and 
                                                asked 
                                                as 
                                                    I 
                                                gazed
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                their 
                                                glory 
                                                exceeds 
                                                that 
                                                of 
                                                ours?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                give 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                land, 
                                                where 
                                                the 
                                                bright 
                                                diamond 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flows 
                                                leisurely 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                stream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                graceful 
                                                white 
                                                swan 
                                                goes 
                                                gliding 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                maid 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                heavenly 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then, 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                not 
                                                exchange 
                                                my 
                                                home 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                range
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                dear 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                antelope 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
The Columbia Years (1943-1952): The Complete Recordings, Vol. 4                                
                                
                                    
                         Veröffentlichungsdatum
 09-04-2013
                            1 The Girl That I Marry
2 They Say It's Wonderful
3 Something Old, Something New
4 Oh Bess, Oh Where's My Bess?
5 From This Day Forward
6 How Deep Is the Ocean (How Blue Is the Sky)
7 Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
8 September Song
9 This Is the Night
10 You'll Know When It Happens
11 Things We Did Last Summer
12 Five Minutes More
13 Could'ja?
14 Somewhere In the Night
15 Soliloquy, Pts. 1 & 2
16 That Old Black Magic
17 I Fall In Love With You Ev'ry Day (78 RPM Version)
18 Home On the Range (78 RPM Version)
19 The Song Is You (78 RPM Version)
20 The Coffee Song (They've Got an Awful Lot of Coffee In Brazil) [78 RPM Version]
21 Among My Souvenirs (Alternate Take)
22 Blue Skies
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