The Kirwin Chief (Kirwin, Kansas; vol. 3, no. 14, Feb. 26, 1876) version (from the photo of the page in John I. White, Git Along, Little Dogies, p. 162; text only) [Note the line "I would not exchange my home here to range" in the last stanza]:

Western Home
By Dr. Higley

Oh! give me a home where the Buffalo roam.
Where the Deer and the Antelope play;
Where never is heard a discouraging word,
And the sky is not clouded all day.
[Chorus] A home! A home!
Where the Deer and the Antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the sky is not clouded all day

Oh! give me land the land where the bright diamond sand,
Throws its light from the glittering streams,
Where glideth along the graceful white swan,
Like the maid in her heavenly dreams.
[Chorus] A home! A home!

Oh! give me a gale of the Solomon vale,
Where the life stream with buoyancy flow;
Or the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever,
Any poisonous herbage doth grow.
[Chorus] A home! A home!

How often at night, when the heavens were bright,
With the light of the twinkling stars.
Have I stood here amazed, and asked as I gazed,
If their glory exceed that of ours.
[Chorus] A home! A home!

I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours,
I love the wild curlerw's shrill scream;
The bluffs and white rocks, and antelope flocks,
That graze on the mountains so green.
[Chorus] A home! A home!

The air is so pure and the breezes so free,
The zephyrs so balmy and light;
That I would not exchange my home here to range,
Forever in assure so bright.
[Chorus] A home! A home!

~Masato