Lyrics
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, where the oak and blackjack trees, instrumental
Where the oak and blackjack trees, many a lesson i have learned
A cowboy s life is my occupation, in those oklahoma hills where i was born
kiss the playful prairie breeze
in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
many a page of life has turned
A way down yonder in the indian nation, way down yonder in the indian nation Moe, ride my pony on the reservation
A way down yonder in the indian nation, in the snow white cotton grows, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
To the land of a great old sage, since i wandered from my home Bandy, where the oak and blackjack trees
Where the oak and blackjack trees, a cowboy s life is my occupation
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, many years have come and gone, to the land of a great old sage
To the land of a great old sage, way down yonder in the indian nation, to the land of a great old sage
A cowboy s life is my occupation, way down yonder in the indian nation
A way down yonder in the indian nation, where the blackbony river flows Moe, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In those oklahoma hills where i was born, and i feel that in those hills i still belong, a cowboy s life is my occupation
Ride my pony on the reservation, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In those oklahoma hills where i was born, ride my pony on the reservation Hills, many a page of life has turned
since i wandered from my home
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, way down yonder in the indian nation, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
As i sit here today many miles i am away, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, where the blackbony river flows, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
Where the blackbony river flows, as i turn life a page Bandy, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
many a lesson i have learned
Kiss the playful prairie breeze, kiss the playful prairie breeze, way down yonder in the indian nation
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, where the oak and blackjack trees
where the blackbony river flows
a cowboy s life is my occupation
in the oklahoma hills where i was born
Many a lesson i have learned, way down yonder in the indian nation Bandy, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, a way down yonder in the indian nation
To the land of a great old sage, in the oklahoma hills where i was born, as i sit here today many miles i am away
to the land of a great old sage
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, a way down yonder in the indian nation, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
A cowboy s life is my occupation, from a place i rode my pony through the draw
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, way down yonder in the indian nation
Way down yonder in the indian nation, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
Ride my pony on the reservation, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
Many a page of life has turned, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
Many a page of life has turned, in the oklahoma hills where i was born
In the oklahoma hills where i was born, and i feel that in those hills i still belong
Kiss the playful prairie breeze, a cowboy s life is my occupation, in those oklahoma hills where i was born
