Oklahoma Hills Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack Guthrie As performed by Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys [INTRO WITH LEAD GTR] 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 Ridin' my pony on a 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 [SOLO] 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