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Many months have come & gone, 
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Since I wandered from my home  
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.  
 
 
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Many a page of life has turned  
       C5 
Many a lesson I have learned  
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But I feel like in those hills I still belong. 

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation  
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I rode my pony on the reservation  
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born 
  
Way down yonder in the Indian Nation 
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A cowboy's life is my occupation  
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.  
 
 
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But as I sit here today, Many miles I am away  
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From the place I rode my pony through the draw  
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Where the oak and blackjack trees 
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Kiss the playful prairie breeze 
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. 
 
 
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Now as I turn life a page, To the land of the great Osage  
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. 
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Where the black oil rolls & flows 
          C5  
And the snow white cotton grows  
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.