The Call of the Plains + 

Ho! wind of the far, far prairies! + 

Free as the waves of the sea! + 

Your voice is sweet as in alien street + 

The cry of a friend to me! + 

You bring me the breath of the prairies, + 

Known in the days that are sped, + 

The wild geese’s cry and the blue, blue sky + 

And the sailing clouds o’er head! + 

My eyes are weary with longing + 

For a sight of the sage grass gray, + 

For the dazzling light of a noontide bright + 

And the joy of the open day! + 

Oh, to hear once more the clanking + 

Of the noisy cowboy’s spur, + 

And the south wind’s kiss like a mild caress + 

Making the grasses stir. + 

I dream of the wide, wide prairies + 

Touched with their glistening sheen, + 

The coyotes’ cry and the wind-swept sky + 

And the waving billows of green! + 

And oh, for a night in the open + 

Where no sound discordant mars, + 

And the marvelous glow, when the sun is low, + 

And the silence under the stars! + 

Ho, wind from the western prairies! + 

Ho, voice from a far domain! + 

I feel in your breath what I’ll feel till death, + 

The call of the plains again! + 

The call of the Spirit of Freedom + 

To the spirit of freedom in me; + 

My heart leaps high with a jubilant cry + 

And I answer in ecstasy! + 