oklahoma hills

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

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.