Oklahoma Hills
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack Guthrie
As performed by Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys
http://www.texasplayboys.net/
Transcribed by twoheadedlovechild@yahoo.com

[INTRO WITH LEAD GTR]
B7 (x21202@1)name="chord_022100@1">E

E (022100@1)Many months have come and gone
		A (x02220@1)	F#7Since (242352@1)I wandered from my home
		B7In (x21202@1)those Oklahoma hills
		EWhere (022100@1)I was born
EMany (022100@1)a page of life has turned
		A (x02220@1)F#7Many (242352@1)a lesson I have learned
	B7 (x21202@1)			EWell (022100@1)I feel like in those hills I still belong

EWay (022100@1)down yonder in the Indian Nation
A (x02220@1)		F#7Ridin' (242352@1)my pony on a reservation
		B7 (x21202@1)		EIn (022100@1)those Oklahoma hills where I was born
ENow (022100@1)way down yonder in the Indian Nation
A (x02220@1)		F#7A (242352@1)cowboy's life is my occupation
		B7 (x21202@1)		EIn (022100@1)those Oklahoma Hills where I was born

[SOLO]
E (022100@1)name="chord_x02220@1">A	F#7 (242352@1)name="chord_x21202@1">B7	E (022100@1)name="chord_022100@1">E	A (x02220@1)name="chord_242352@1">F#7	B7 (x21202@1)name="chord_022100@1">E

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

While the oak and black-jack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born

[CHORUS]
[INTRO]

Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born

While the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born

CHORUS