Hank Thompson

Oklahoma Hills

Hank Thompson


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[Verse 1]
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Many months have come and gone since I wandered from my home
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
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Many a page of life has turned, many a lesson I have learned
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Well I feel like in those hills I still belong

[Chorus]
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Away down yonder in the Indian Nation I rode my pony on the reservation
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In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
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Away down yonder in the Indian Nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
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In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

[Verse 2]
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But as I sit here today, many miles I am away
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From the place I rode my pony through the draw
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Where the oak and black-jack trees kiss the playful prairie breeze
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

[Chorus]
 D                      D7              G                   E7
Away down yonder in the Indian Nation I rode my pony on the reservation
       A        A7                D     A
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
 D                       D7             G                   E7
Away down yonder in the Indian Nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
       A        A7                D     A7
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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Now as I turn life a page to the land of the great Osage
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In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
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Where the black oil rolls and flows and the snow white cotton grows
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In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born

[Chorus]
 D                      D7              G                   E7
Away down yonder in the Indian Nation I rode my pony on the reservation
       A        A7                D
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
 D                       D7             G                   E7
Away down yonder in the Indian Nation a cowboy's life is my occupation
       A        A7                D
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

[Outro]
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In the Oklahoma Hills where I was born