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Way
down
yonder
in
the
Indian
nation
I
rode
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
Many
months
have
come
and
gone
Since
I
wandered
from
my
home
In
the
Oklahoma
Hills
where
I
was
born
Many
a
page
of
life
is
turned
Many
a
lesson
I
have
learned
Yet
I
feel
like
in
those
hills
I
still
belong
Way
down
yonder
in
the
Indian
nation
I
rode
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
Now
as
I
turn
life
a
page
To
the
land
of
the
great
Osage
In
the
Oklahoma
Hills
where
I
was
born
Where
the
black
oil
rolls
and
flows
And
the
snow-white
cotton
grows
In
the
Oklahoma
Hills
where
I
was
born
Way
down
yonder
in
the
Indian
nation
I
rode
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
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