Letra de Oklahoma Hills (Remastered)
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack GuthrieMany a month has come and gone Since I've wandered from my home In those Oklahoma hills Where I was bornMany a page of my life has turned Many lessons I have learned And I feel like in those hills Where I belongCHORUS: Way down yonder in the Indian nation Ridin' my pony on the reservation In the Oklahoma hills where I was bornWay down yonder in the Indian nation A cowboy's life is my occupation In the Oklahoma Hills where I was bornBut as I sit here today Many mile's I am away From the place I rode my pony Through the drawWhere the oak and black-jack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze And I feel back in those hills Where I belongCHORUSNow as I turn life a page To the land of the great Osage In those Oklahoma hills Where I was bornWhere the black oil rolls and flows And the snow white cotton grows And I feel like in those hills Where I belongCHORUS