Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack GuthrieMany a month has come and gone
Since I've wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was bornMany a page of my life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
And I feel like in those hills
Where I belongCHORUS:
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
Ridin' 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 bornBut as I sit here today
Many mile's I am away
From the place I rode my pony
Through the drawWhere the oak and black-jack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
And I feel back in those hills
Where I belongCHORUSNow 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
And I feel like in those hills
Where I belongCHORUS
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