| D | G | D | |
| Wild Cat Kelly, lo | okinâ mighty p | ale |
| A7 | |
| Was standinâ by the sheriffâs s | ide |
| D | G | D | |
| And wh | en that sheriff said ãIâm se | ndinâ you to j | ailä |
| A | D | |
| Wild Cat ra | ised his head and cr | ied |
| Chorus: |
| D | |
| Oh give me land, lots land under starry skies above |
| A7 | |
| Donât fence me | in |
| Let me ride through the wide open country that I love |
| D | |
| Donât fence me | in |
| D7 | |
| Let me be by myself in the eveninâ br | eeze |
| G | |
| Listen to the murmur of the cotton wood trees |
| D | B7 | Gm | |
| Send me off forever but I a | sk you pl | ease |
| D | A7 | D | |
| Donât fe | nce me | in |
| Verse 2. |
| G | |
| Just turn me lo | ose let me straddle my old saddle |
| D | |
| Underneath the western sk | ies |
| G | |
| On my Ca | yuse let me wander over yonder |
| D | |
| Till I see the mountains r | ise |
| D7 | |
| I want to ride to the ridge where the west | commences |
| G | |
| And ga | ze at the moon till I loose my senses |
| D | B7 | Gm | |
| I c | anât look at hovels and I c | anât stand fe | nces |
| D | A7 | D | |
| Donât fe | nce me | in |