OKLAHOMA HILLS
(Jack Guthrie and Woody Guthrie)

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 lesson I have learned
Yet I feel like in those hills I still belong.

cho: '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.

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.

Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In 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.

Copyright Jack and Woody Guthrie
@country @cowboy
filename[ OKLAHILL
AJS
OCT98
mudcat.org

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