the killers

don’t fence me in

Monday, June 29th, 2015

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
But don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don’t fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And 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 till I lose my senses
I can’t look at the hobbles and I can’t stand fences
Don’t fence me in

Alright
(Land, lots of land, lots of land, lots of land
Land, lots of land, starry skies above
Starry skies above, starry skies above
Land, lots of land, lots of land, lots of land)

Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I beg you please
Don’t fence me in

Oh no, don’t fence me in

Originally by Cole Porter

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