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 [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 
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