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Ella Fitzgerald Sings the Cole Porter Songbook,
The Very Best of Chris Norman,
Reflections,
The Definitive Collection,
Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above,
Don’t fence me in.
Let me ride through that wide open country that I love:
Don’t fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze,
An' listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees.
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
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,
An' gaze at the moon till I lose my senses,
An' I can't look at harbours an' I can’t stand fences:
Don’t fence me in.
Instrumental break.
(Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above,)
(Don’t fence me in.)
(Let me ride through that wide open country that I love:)
(Don’t fence me in.)
Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze,
An' listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees.
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
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,
An' gaze at the moon till I lose my senses,
An' I can't look at harbours an' I can’t stand fences:
So don’t fence me in, oh no,
Now brother, don’t you fence me in.
