| Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
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| Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
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| Send me off forever, but I ask you please
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Just turn me loose
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| Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies
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| On my cayuse
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| Let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise
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| I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
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| Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses
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| I can’t look at hobbles, and I can’t stand fences
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
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| Don’t fence me in
|
| Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love
|
| Don’t fence me in
|
| Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
|
| Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
|
| Send me off forever, but I ask you please
|
| Don’t fence me in
|
| Don’t fence me in
|
| Just turn me loose
|
| Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies
|
| On my cayuse
|
| Let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise
|
| I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
|
| Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses
|
| I can’t look at hobbles, and I can’t stand fences
|
| Don’t fence me in
|
| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Don’t fence me in |