Woody Guthrie - OKLAHOMA HILLS lyrics

Many a month has 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;

Well, I feel like in those hills I still belong.

'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

Ridin' my pony on the reservation,

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation,

A cowboy's life is my occupation,

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

But as I sit here today,

Many miles I am away

From a place I rode my pony through the draw,

While 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,

While the black oil it rolls and flows

And the snow-white cotton grows

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.