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August 19, 2005


Baking Soda

Hi, this is ridiculous I know, but I stumbled on this post, read the words and thought: why are they so familiar? But now I know, childhood memory: it's a song! And it's the first song I knew how to play (using both hands)on our electric organ..I must have played it a lot, I didn't speak English then but the lyrics are somehow chiselled in my mind. Isn't there something about deer and antilopes too? Where seldom is heard and so forth. So funny I think I was 8 or 9 years old!


Yes. That's what I was being silly about. It's "Home on the Range"-supposedly a cowboy song.
It goes "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."
I don't think it can be a genuine cowboy song, because the range would be cattle country-I don't think there are any antelope there!


"Home on the Range" wasn't originally a cowboy song. It started out as a poem called "My Western Home," written by a guy in Kansas in the 1870's, and later set to music. The original chorus was "A home, a home, Where the deer and the antelope play"... which certainly makes more sense.


Kimberly: That certainly does make more sense. Another of life's mysteries, solved. Thank you, and I'm sure Baking Soda thanks you too!


There is now a satirical version, politically correct or incorrect, depending on which side of
the great (political) divide you stand. It's by "The Freedom Toast," and it is sung by a
GW Bush sound-alike. The chorus goes:

Home, home on the range
Where the beer and the canteloupe lay
Where seldom is heard
A three-syllable word
Or if so, then it's one I can say

Definitely NOT written in Kansas in the 1870s!

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