I wrote to tell you about your teethnI'm sorry if that sounds strangenYour teeth are nice and shiny toonThey remind me of my home on the rangennI didn't mean to scare you awaynI just wanted to be friendsnIf your teeth and you don't mindnWhen can we meet againnnOhhhnHome on the rangenWhere the deer and the antelope playnWhere seldom is heard a discouraging wordnAnd the skies are not cloudy all day