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G G7 Many months have come & gone, C Since I wandered from my home D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. D7 G G7 Many a page of life has turned C Many a lesson I have learned D7 G But I feel like in those hills I still belong. Way down yonder in the Indian Nation C I rode my pony on the reservation D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born Way down yonder in the Indian Nation C A cowboy's life is my occupation D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. G7 C But as I sit here today, Many miles I am away D7 G From the place I rode my pony through the draw D7 G G7 Where the oak and blackjack trees C Kiss the playful prairie breeze D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. G7 C Now as I turn life a page, To the land of the great Osage D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. D7 G G7 Where the black oil rolls & flows C And the snow white cotton grows D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian Nation C I rode my pony on the reservation D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born Way down yonder in the Indian Nation C A cowboy's life is my occupation D7 G In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Written by Jack Guthrie/Woody Guthrie
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