Luyện nghe bài hát Oklahoma Hills

Many months have and gone
Since I from my home
In those Oklahoma where I was born
Many a of life has turned
a lesson I have learned
Yet I feel in those hills, I still belong

Way down yonder in the nation
I rode my on the reservation
In the Oklahoma where I was born
A-way down yonder in the nation
A cowboy's is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills where I

But as I sit here
Many miles I am
From the place I rode my pony the draw
the Oak and Blackjack trees
Kiss the prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was

Way down in the Indian nation
I rode my on the reservation
In the Hills where I was born
A-way down in the Indian nation
A cowboy's is my occupation
In the Oklahoma where I born

As I turn life a page to the of the great Osage
To those Oklahoma where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and
And the cotton grows
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was

Way down yonder in the Indian
I my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma Hills I was born
A-way yonder in the Indian nation
A life is my occupation
In the Oklahoma Hills I born