Il testo della Oklahoma hills

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