Oklahoma Hills
by Arlo Guthrie
From the album: Running Down the Road
Track 1 of 10 on Running Down the Road (1969).
Duration: 3:27
Lyrics for Oklahoma Hills
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack Guthrie Many a month has come and gone Since I've wandered from my home In those Oklahoma hills Where I was born Many a page of my life has turned Many lessons I have learned And I feel like in those hills Where I belong CHORUS: Way down yonder in the Indian nation Ridin' my pony on the reservation In the Oklahoma hills where I was born Way down yonder in the Indian nation A cowboy's life is my occupation In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born But as I sit here today Many mile's I am away From the place I rode my pony Through the draw Where the oak and black-jack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze And I feel back in those hills Where I belong CHORUS Now as I turn life a page To the land of the great Osage In those Oklahoma hills Where I was born Where the black oil rolls and flows And the snow white cotton grows And I feel like in those hills Where I belong CHORUS