Take a look at the skies where the whippoorwill trills Take a look at the falls and the rippling rills And the mountain so high where the cataract spills Hear the wanderlust calls of the whispering hills The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills Let me live on the range where the tumbleweeds grow Let the silver sands change where the prairie winds blow Let the wanderers sing where the wanderers go Let the melody ring for it's happy I know The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow Let me follow the trail where the buffalo roam Let a silver cloud sail where the setting sun shone Let the local wolf wail in a broken-heart tone Let it storm, let it gale, still the prairie's my home The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam The rippling rills, the cataract spills, the whippoorwill trills The wanderers go, the prairie winds blow, the tumbleweeds grow The broken-heart tone, the setting sun shone, the buffalo roam The prairie's my home! Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com