Who like land wild and free...
I want the sage, I want the grass,
I want the curlew's call...
I want the curlew's call...
Just give me country big and wide
With benchland, hills and breaks,
With coulees, cactus, buttes and range,
With creeks, and mountain lakes,
Until I cross the Great Divide,
Then, God, forgive each sin
And turn me loose on my cayuse
But please don't fence me in."
With benchland, hills and breaks,
With coulees, cactus, buttes and range,
With creeks, and mountain lakes,
Until I cross the Great Divide,
Then, God, forgive each sin
And turn me loose on my cayuse
But please don't fence me in."
- from 'Open Range' by Robert H. Fletcher, from Corral Dust, 1936 edition
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