Give me land, lots of land under stary skies above,
but don't fence me in.
Let me ride over wide open valleys that I love,
But don't fence me in,
Let me ride to the ridge where the west commences,
and gaze at the moon 'till I loose my sences,
I can't look at hobbles, and I can't stand fences, so
Don't Fence me in!
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle under neath a
western sky,,,, on my kyuse let me wonder over yonder till I
reach the mountain high....I want to ride to the ridge where the
west commences, gaze at the moon till i loose all sences, I can't look
at hobbles, and I sure can't stand fences, so Don't Fence Me In.
Repeat- give me land lots of land....
