Home on the Range
I am from New York but here is how I remember Gene Autry [1950’s correct?] “Home, home n the range where the deer and the antelope roam…” Now I know firsthand what the venerable Gene meant by the word “range”. Wow! It is the very desert prairie I am crossing.
I know this place is dry, hot desolate, dreary, withering and despondent. But, now I am used to her. “….And never was heard a discouraging word and the sky is not cloudy above”
You got it right Gene!
Home on the Range