RANGEfire! | Chuck Decker: A cowboy song for those who miss the good ol’ days

The New Home on the Range

Oh Give Me A Home,
In a “No Cell Phone” Zone,
Where Wii And Nintendo Aren’t Played,
Where The Only Tweet Heard,
Is The Chirp Of A Bird,
And Everyone Likes It That Way.

Where It’s Quiet At Night,
And You Don’t Have To Fight,
With The Stranger Who’s Living Next Door,
Where There’s Burgers And Beer,
And School Sports To Cheer,
And A Wide Open Land To Explore.

Home, Home On The Range,
Where The Drive By Shootings Are Not,
Where A Friend Is A Friend,
And Women Like Men,
And Men Like Women A Lot.

Oh Give Me A Place,
Not A “Safe Space,”
Where People Can Listen And Learn,
Where Ideas Can Run Free,
And People Like Me,
Can Keep The Money We Earn.

When You Take From Me,
And Give Away Free,
The Fruits Of My Labor And Love,
Take Your Head In Your Hands,
And We Both Understand,
You Know Where Up It To Shove

Home, Home On The Range,
Where People Can Tell Wrong From Right,
Where Religion Is Taught,
And We Read What We Want,
And We’re Not Scared To Death Of The Night.

I’ll Lend Folks A Hand,
Whenever I Can,
But By Choice And Not By Decree
I Work And I Earn, I Live And I Learn
My Charities Are Chosen By Me

My Wife and My Son,
My Church and My Gun,
My Friends, And All My Family,
These Things Are What Matter,
Not Your Useless Blather,
Go Away, I Prefer To Be Free.

Home, Home On The Range,
Where Faith In God Still Abounds,
Where There’s Skinny Dip Swimmin’
Where Men Marry Women,
And Respect For Life Is Still Found

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Home, Home On The Range,
Where The Blessings Of God Are Still Known,
Where There’s Skinny Dip Swimmin’
Where Men Marry Women,
And In Faith We Are Not Alone
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And In Faith We Are Not Alone