I believe in littering
Waste should not be hidden, but seen I believe in stealing
For we cannot possess anything
I will be good when I'm gone
I'm going West where I belong
I waited all summer long
Don't it sound funny? Don't it sound strange? I'm going to make my home out on the range
I believe in junk food
In solidarity with the poor and screwed I believe in the Great Spirit
When you sing, I want to hear it
I will be good when I'm gone
I'm going West where I belong
I waited all summer long
Though it might sound strange
I'm going to make my home out on the range
I will, I'm gone
My whole life for a song
I'm going where I belong
Some people never change
I'll make my home out on the range
Home On The Range Lyrics performed by Cass McCombs are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Home On The Range Lyrics performed by Cass McCombs is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD