Текст: Tori Amos. Home on The Range: Cherokee Edition.

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

Well, Jackson made deals, a thief down to his heels
Hello long trail of tears
The smokies could hide a Cherokee bride
Her brave was shot yesterday

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

We know it's not Caroline
Your home is your home
The range may be fine for some
But not in my eyes

Home, home on the range
The smokies always hide a
Cherokee bride, but in her eyes
We know it's not Caroline

Yes, yes, America, hey, ah, America
Oh, who discovered your ass
The white man came, "This land is my land
This is your land," they sang

Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
And the skies are not cloudy all day
And the skies are not cloudy all day