Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. Don’t fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love. Don’t fence me in.
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Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze, and listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees. Send me off forever but I ask you please, Don’t fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze, and listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees. Send me off forever but I ask you please, Don’t fence me in.
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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.
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I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences; and gaze at the moon till I lose my senses; and I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences. Don’t fence me in.
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Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies. Don’t fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love. Don’t fence me in.
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Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze, and listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees. Send me off forever but I ask you please. Don’t fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze, and listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees. Send me off forever but I ask you please. Don’t fence me in
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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.
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I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences; and gaze at the moon till I lose my senses; and) can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences. Don’t fence me in. No. Poppa, don’t you fence me in.
