Woorden: Frankie Laine. Don't Fence Me In.
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.
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.
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