Many months have come and gone
Since I wondered from my home
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Many page in life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
Yet I feel that in those hills I still belong
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
I'd ride my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
A cowboys life was my occupation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
As I'm standing here today
I am many miles away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
As in life I turn a page
To the land of the ole sage
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
- :
- Miscellaneous
- A Proper Introduction To Tex Ritter: Sing Cowboy Sing
- Capitol Records From The Vaults: "Capitol Goes To The...
- Vintage Collections
- Legends Of Country
- The Singing Cowboys
- Conversation With a Gun
- Capitol Collectors Series: Tex Ritter
- Greatest Hits
- High Noon - The Best of Tex Ritter
- The Very Best: The Shasta Masters
- Tex Ritter
- His Best
- The All Time Greatest Country Artists, Vol. 21
- Country Pioneers - Tex Ritter
- Gods of Country - Tex Ritter
- Country Superstars: The Tex Ritter Hits Anthology
- The All time Greatest Country Artists-Tex Ritter-Vol. 21
- The Very Best
- Blood on the Saddle