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