If you follow the old Kit Carson trail, Until desert meets the hills, Oh you certainly will agree with me, It's the land of a thousand thrills.
Out by the Truckee's silvery rills, Out where the sun always shines, There is the land that I love the best, Fairer than all I can see.
Whenever the sun at the close of day, Colors all the western sky, Oh my heart returns to the desert grey And the mountains tow'ring high.
Where the moon beams play in shadowed glen, With the spotted fawn and doe, All the live long night until morning light, Is the loveliest place I know.
Chorus Right in the heart of the golden west Home, means Nevada to me.