Oklahoma Hills Lyrics

Many a month has come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Many a page of life has turned,
Many a lesson I have learned;
Well, I feel like in those hills I still belong.

'Way down yonder in the Indian Nation
Ridin' my pony on the reservation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now, 'way down yonder in the Indian Nation,
A cowboy's life is my occupation,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

But as I sit here today,
Many miles I am away
From a place I rode my pony through the draw,
While the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze,
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

Now as I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born,
While the black oil it rolls and flows
And the snow-white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born.

Woody Guthrie - Woody Guthrie's American Song (1994 PopeTheater Cast)

May 1996

1. Hard Travelin'
2. So Long (It's Been Good to Know Yuh)
3. Oklahoma Hills
4. Dust Storm Disaster
5. I Ain't Got No Home/ So Long
6. Bound for Glory
7. Do-Re-Mi
8. Worried Man, Ain't Gonna Be Treated This Way
9. End of My Line
10. Grand Coulee Dam
11. Pastures of Plenty
12. I Ain't Got No Home
13. Act II Introduction
14. Hard, Ain't It Hard
15. I Don't Feel at Home on the Bowery
16. Talkin' Subway
17. Union Maid
18. Reuben James
19. Nine Hundred Miles
20. Deportee
21. Better World a Comin'/ Lonesome Valley
22. This Land Is Your Land