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Hank Thompson
Miscellaneous
Oklahoma Hills (1961)
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
Yet I feel like in those hills I still belong
Way down yonder in the Indian nation I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born
A-way down yonder in the Indian nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I born
But as I sit here today many miles I am away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the Oak and Blackjack trees kiss the playful prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian nation I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born
A-way down yonder in the Indian nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I born
As I turn life a page to the land of the great Osage
To those Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows and the snow-white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian nation I rode my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born
A-way down yonder in the Indian nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I born
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- Hank World
- Songs of the Brazos Valley
- Greatest Country Music for a Wedding
- Wake Up Irene
- Classic Years of Hank Thompson Vol. 1
- Hank Thompson: Classics
- The Very Best of Hank Thompson
- Country Pioneers - Hank Thompson
- The All Time Greatest Country Artist (Volume 10)
- Hank Thompson
- Gems: Hank Thompson
- Gods of Country - Hank Thompson
- The Wild Side of Life
- Country Kings
- The Country Collection, Vol. 1
- Top 50 Classics - The Very Best of Hank Thompson