^FWhen I was a ^Amgrowing boy ^FA-rocking on my dad^Amdy's knee ^FDaddy took an old^D7 guitar and sang ^FBury me on the lone ^Fprairie ^FUncle Bob sat^Am at the piano ^FMy girl cousi^Amns sang harmony ^FThose were the go^D7od old family times ^FThat left a big mark^F on me ^FBury me out on the ^Amprairie ^FWhere the buffalo used ^Amto roam ^FWhere the ^D7Canada geese on^Fce filled the sky ^FAnd then I won't be far from home

^FBury me out on the ^Amprairie ^FWhere the buffalo used ^Amto roam ^FYou won't have to s^D7hed a tear for me ^F'Cause then I won't be ^Ffar from home