Lyrics | Porter Wagoner and Hank Thompson | Oklahoma Hills

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Cheyenne Frontier Days

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2007

Oklahoma Hills

Porter Wagoner

Hank Thompson

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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

A 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

A way down yonder in the Indian nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In the Oklahoma Hills where I born

Now 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

A way down yonder in the Indian nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In the Oklahoma Hills where I born

In the Oklahoma Hills where I born

WRITERS

Jack Guthrie, Woody Guthrie

PUBLISHERS

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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