Don't Fence Me in - The Tributers

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

Don’t fence me in

Let me ride through the wild open country that I love

Don’t fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze

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

Gaze at the moon until I lose my senses

Can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences

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

Gaze at the moon until I lose my senses

Can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences

Give me the west

You can have all the rest

But don’t

Don’t ever fence me in