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(Woody Guthrie - Jack Guthrie)

Many months have come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

Though a page of life has turned
Then 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.

Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born.

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But as I sit here today
Many miles I am away
From the place I rode my pony
Through the drove.

Where the oak and black jack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born.

Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboy's life is my occupation
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born...
(Woody Guthrie - Jack Guthrie)      Many months have come and gone   Since I wandered from my home   In those Oklahoma hills   Where I was born      Though a page of life has turned   Then 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.      Way down yonder in the Indian nation   A cowboy's life is my occupation   In those Oklahoma hills   Where I was born.      --- Instrumental ---      But as I sit here today   Many miles I am away   From the place I rode my pony   Through the drove.      Where the oak and black jack trees   Kiss the playful prairie breeze   In those Oklahoma hills   Where I was born.      Way down yonder in the Indian nation   A cowboy's life is my occupation   In those Oklahoma hills   Where I was born...