The words to the Oklahoma State Folk Song, 'Oklahoma Hills', words and music by Woody Guthrie and Jack Guthrie, are as follows: Many a month has come and goneSince I’ve wandered from my homeIn those Oklahoma HillsWhere I was bornMany a page of my life has turnedMany lessons I have learnedAnd I feel like in those hillsWhere I belongCHORUS:Way down yonder in the Indian nationRidin’ my pony on the reservationIn the Oklahoma Hills where I was bornWay down yonder in the Indian nationA cowboy’s life is my occupationIn the Oklahoma Hills where I was bornBut as I sit here todayMany miles I am awayFrom the place I rode my ponyThrough the drawWhere the oak and black-jack treesKiss the playful prairie breezeAnd I feel back in those hillsWhere I belongCHORUSNow as I turn life a pageTo the land of the great OsageIn those Oklahoma hillsWhere I was bornWhere the black oil rolls and flowsAnd the snow white cotton growsAnd I feel like in those hillsWhere I belongCHORUS©Renewed 1973 Michael H. Goldsen, Inc.Added by Laws 2001, c. 47, § 3, eff. Nov. 1, 2001.
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