Oklahoma Hills

	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
	Well I feel like in those hills
	I still belong
	Way down yonder in the
	Indian nation ride my pony on 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 [ guitar ]
	But as I sit here today many miles
	I am away
	From a place
	I rode my pony through the drove
	Why the old black jack could freeze kiss the cowboy prairie breeze
	In those Oklahoma hills where
	I was born
	Way down yonder... [ guitar ]
	Now as I turn life a page to the land of a great old stage
	In those Oklahoma hills where
	I was born
	While the
	Blackbony
	River flows and the snow white cotton grows
	In those Oklahoma hills where
	I was born
	Now way down yonder...