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Many months have come and gone
Since i wandered from my home
In those oklahoma hills where i was born
Though a page of life has turned
And a lesson i have learned
Yet i feel that 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
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 miles i am away
From the place i rode my pony through the draw
Whеre the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairiе 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
Way down yonder in the indian nation
A cowboy’s life is my occupation
In the oklahoma hills where i was born
Now as i turn life a page
To a land of great o’ sage
In 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
Way down yonder in the indian nation
A cowboy’s life is my occupation
In the oklahoma hills where i was born
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Johnny Bond Lyrics – Oklahoma Hills