Oh, give me land,
lots of land under starry skies above.
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.
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses.
And I can't look at hovels,
and I can't stand fences.
Don't fence me in.

Oh, give me land,
lots of land under starry skies.
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.
Ba boo ba ba boo.

I want to ride to the ridge
where the west commences.
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses.
And I can't look at hobbles
and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
No.
Poppa, don't you fence me in