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Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

Riding my pony on the reservation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Many a month has come and gone

Since I wandered from my home

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Those a page of life has turned

A lesson I have learned

Well I feel like in those hills I still belong

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

Riding my pony on the reservation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

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

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

Riding my pony on the reservation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Now as I turn life a page

To the land of the great Osage

And 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

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

Riding my pony on the reservation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born

Way down yonder in the Indian Nation

A cowboy's life is my occupation

In those Oklahoma hills where I was born