Oh, this old theater reminds me of this song.Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above.Don't fence me in.Let me ride through the wide open spaces that I love.Don't fence me in.I want to be by myself in the evening breeze.Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees.Send me out forever, but I ask you please, don't fence me in.Oh, turn me loose.Let me stride my old saddle underneath the Texas sky.Oh, my coyote, let me wander over yonder.Till I see the mountain high, y'all.I want to ride to the ribs where the west commences.Gaze at the moon until I lose my senses.Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences.Don't fence me in.Don't fence Jason if he likes to fiddle around.Oh, this old theater reminds me of this song.Oh, this old theater reminds me of this song.Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees.Don't fence me in.Let me ride through the wide open spaces that I love.Don't fence me in.Just turn me loose.Let me stride my old saddle underneath the Texas sky.the Texas skyOn mycar, I used to let mewander over yondertill I see the mountain highhighI want to ride tothe ridge where the westcommences, gazeat the moon until I losemy senses, can'tlook at hobbles and I can'tstand fencesDon't fence meout on me, babyDon'tfence me in, don't likemy wire, don'tfenceme inThat'sright