Lirik Lagu Oklahoma Hills - Country Joe McDonald
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Many a month has come and goneSince I wandered from my homeIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.Many a page of life has turned,Many a lesson I have learned,While I feel like in those hills I still belong.
But as I sit here todayMany miles I am awayFrom the place I rode my pony through the drawWhile the oaken black jack treesKiss the purple prairie breezeIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now as I turn life a pageTo the land of the great old sageIn those Oklahoma hills where I was bornWhile the black oil rolls and flowsAnd the snow white cotton growsIn those Oklahoma hills I still belong.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
But as I sit here todayMany miles I am awayFrom the place I rode my pony through the drawWhile the oaken black jack treesKiss the purple prairie breezeIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Now as I turn life a pageTo the land of the great old sageIn those Oklahoma hills where I was bornWhile the black oil rolls and flowsAnd the snow white cotton growsIn those Oklahoma hills I still belong.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
Way down yonder in the Indian NationRide my pony on the reservationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born,Way down yonder in the Indian NationA cowboy's life was my occupationIn those Oklahoma hills where I was born.
