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Words and Music by Woody Guthrie and Jack Guthrie
Many a month has come and gone
Since I've wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
Many a page of my life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
And I feel like in those hills
Where I belong
CHORUS:
Way down yonder in the Indian nation
Ridin' 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 mile's I am away
From the place I rode my pony
Through the draw
Where the oak and black-jack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
And I feel back in those hills
Where I belong
CHORUS
Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In those Oklahoma hills
Where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
And I feel like in those hills
Where I belong
CHORUS
- Álbum:
- More Together Again
- Son of the Wind
- Precious Friend
- Miscellaneous
- Someday
- Mystic Journey
- Non-Album Releases
- Compilation
- Taking Woodstock [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]
- Live in Sydney
- Every 100 Years - Live auf der Wartburg
- Washington County (Remastered 2004)
- Running Down the Road (remastered 2004)
- Running Down the Road
- Here Come the Kids
- Woodstock: Music From the Original Soundtrack and More,...
- Taking Woodstock
- Taking Woodstock (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)...
- A Tribute to Woody Guthrie
- Tribute to Steve Goodman