Oklahoma Hills chords by Jim Reeves

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

🎸 Intro:

| D | D | G | G |

🎸 Verse 1:
     G                                 C                A
Many years have come and gone, since I wandered from my home
         D                          G
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
                                       C             A
Many a page of life has turned, many a lesson I have learned
      D                                  G
And I feel that in those hills I still belong

🎸 Chorus:
                                      C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, ridin' a pony on the reservation
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
                                        C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, a cowboy's life is my occupation
       D                    G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

🎸 Verse 2:
                         C          A7
As I sit here today many miles I am away
         D                                G
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
                                            C               A
Where the oak and blackjack trees, kiss the playful prairie breeze
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

🎸 Chorus:
                                      C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, ridin' a pony on the reservation
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
                                        C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, a cowboy's life is my occupation
       D                    G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

🎸 Interlude:
| G  | G  | C | C |
| D7 | D7 | G | G |
| G  | G  | C | C |
| D  | D  | G | G |

🎸 Verse 3:
     G                        C                     A7
As I turn life a page, to the land of the great old sage
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
                                            C                 A7
While the black oil rolls and flows and the snow white cotton grows
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born

🎸 Chorus:
                                      C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, ridin' a pony on the reservation
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
                                        C
Way down yonder in the Indian nation, a cowboy's life is my occupation
       D                          G
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born