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Hank Thompson
"Oklahoma Hills" lyrics

Oklahoma Hills

Many months have come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

Many a page of life has turned
Many a lesson I have learned
Yet I feel like in those hills
I still belong

Way down yonder in the Indian nation
I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I born

But as I sit here today
Many miles I am away
From the place I rode my pony
Through the draw
Where the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian nation
I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

As I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
To those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow-white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian nation
I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I born

Oklahoma
Oklahoma
In the Oklahoma hills
Where I born

Authors: Woody Guthrie, Jack Guthrie