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 ride
My pony on 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
But as I sit here today
Many miles I am away
From a place I rode my pony
Through the drove
Why the old black jack could freeze
Kiss the cowboy prairie breeze
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
Now as I turn life a page
To the land of a great old stage
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
While the black bony river flows
And the snow white cotton grows
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

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