Chords for Mac Wiseman: Oklahoma Hills
Tempo:
91.8 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
G
Bb
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb] [G]
[C] [F] [Am]
[F] Many months have come and [Bb] gone since I wandered [G] from my home, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
Any a page of life has turned, [Bb] any a lesson I [G] have learned, [C] yet I feel like in those hills I [Fm] still belong.
[F]
Way [Dm] down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode my [G] pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's [G] life is my [C] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
[Gm] [G]
[C] [F] [E]
[D] [F] [A] [G]
[C] [Dm] [F]
But as I sit here today, [Bb] many miles I [G] am away from [C] the place I rode my pony through [F] the draw,
[D]
where the oak and [Am] blackjack trees kissed the playful prairie [D]
breeze, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [F] was born.
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, I rode my pony on the reservation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [Dm] was born.
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is [Dm] my [D] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
[Bb] [G]
[C] [Em] [A]
[F] [Gm] [Bm]
[C] [F]
As I [G] turn a live of [F] page to the land of the great old state, [C] through those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
[C] Where the black oil rolling flows [Bb] and the snow white [G] cotton grows, [C] in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
[Dm] Way down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode [G] my pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills [Dm] where I was born.
Way down yonder [Am] in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is my [B] occupation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
[F] In those [B] Oklahoma [Eb] hills where I was born.
[F]
[C] [F] [Am]
[F] Many months have come and [Bb] gone since I wandered [G] from my home, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
Any a page of life has turned, [Bb] any a lesson I [G] have learned, [C] yet I feel like in those hills I [Fm] still belong.
[F]
Way [Dm] down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode my [G] pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's [G] life is my [C] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
[Gm] [G]
[C] [F] [E]
[D] [F] [A] [G]
[C] [Dm] [F]
But as I sit here today, [Bb] many miles I [G] am away from [C] the place I rode my pony through [F] the draw,
[D]
where the oak and [Am] blackjack trees kissed the playful prairie [D]
breeze, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [F] was born.
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, I rode my pony on the reservation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [Dm] was born.
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is [Dm] my [D] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
[Bb] [G]
[C] [Em] [A]
[F] [Gm] [Bm]
[C] [F]
As I [G] turn a live of [F] page to the land of the great old state, [C] through those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born.
[C] Where the black oil rolling flows [Bb] and the snow white [G] cotton grows, [C] in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
[Dm] Way down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode [G] my pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills [Dm] where I was born.
Way down yonder [Am] in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is my [B] occupation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
[F] In those [B] Oklahoma [Eb] hills where I was born.
[F]
Key:
F
C
G
Bb
Dm
F
C
G
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Am] _ _
[F] Many months have come and [Bb] gone since I wandered [G] from my home, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
Any a page of life has turned, [Bb] any a lesson I [G] have learned, [C] yet I feel like in those hills I [Fm] still belong.
[F] _
Way [Dm] down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode my [G] pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
_ Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's [G] life is my [C] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _
[D] _ [F] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [F]
But as I sit here today, [Bb] many miles I [G] am away from [C] the place I rode my pony through [F] the draw,
[D]
where the oak and [Am] blackjack trees kissed the playful prairie [D]
breeze, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [F] was born. _
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, I rode my pony on the reservation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [Dm] was born. _
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is [Dm] my [D] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born. _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
As I [G] turn a live of [F] page to the land of the great old state, [C] through those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
[C] Where the black oil rolling flows [Bb] and the snow white [G] cotton grows, [C] in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
_ [Dm] Way down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode [G] my pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills [Dm] where I was born.
_ Way down yonder [Am] in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is my [B] occupation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ In those [B] Oklahoma [Eb] hills where I was born.
[F] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Am] _ _
[F] Many months have come and [Bb] gone since I wandered [G] from my home, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
Any a page of life has turned, [Bb] any a lesson I [G] have learned, [C] yet I feel like in those hills I [Fm] still belong.
[F] _
Way [Dm] down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode my [G] pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
_ Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's [G] life is my [C] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] _ _
[D] _ [F] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [F]
But as I sit here today, [Bb] many miles I [G] am away from [C] the place I rode my pony through [F] the draw,
[D]
where the oak and [Am] blackjack trees kissed the playful prairie [D]
breeze, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [F] was born. _
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, I rode my pony on the reservation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I [Dm] was born. _
[Gm] Way down yonder in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is [Dm] my [D] occupation, in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born. _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bm] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
As I [G] turn a live of [F] page to the land of the great old state, [C] through those Oklahoma hills where [F] I was born. _
[C] Where the black oil rolling flows [Bb] and the snow white [G] cotton grows, [C] in those Oklahoma hills [F] where I was born.
_ [Dm] Way down yonder in the Indian Nation, I rode [G] my pony on the [C] reservation, in those Oklahoma hills [Dm] where I was born.
_ Way down yonder [Am] in the Indian [Bb] Nation, a cowboy's life is my [B] occupation, [C] in those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ In those [B] Oklahoma [Eb] hills where I was born.
[F] _ _ _ _