Oklahoma
One, two
One, two, three
We were shaking in our beds that night
There were strangers in the streets that night
Preacher cried out, "Hell's been raised"
The preacher cried out, "Hell's been raised"
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another hot Oklahoma night
The kind of night where you just sit still
The kind of night where you just don't move
We were shaking in our beds that night
We were shaking in our boots that night
Tornado hit, and the roof gave way
Tornado hit, and all we could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to fake what I can't describe?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
We were sinking in our hearts that day
There was movement in our hearts that day
They were talking, but we could not hear
They were talking, but we could not hear
Fever broke and the dead raised up
Ground broke open and the dead were raised
The kind of night where you just sit spooked
In a hard life, in a hard life
We were locking in our hearts that day
We were hugging in our beds that night
Storm hit and the roof gave way
When a man sat down, uneasy
And it tore through that young man's room
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to fake what I can't describe?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
One, two, three
Mama said she know she ain't down
Woo
We were lying in our hearts that day
We were praying in our hearts that day
We were praying, but we could not feel
They were praying, but we could not feel
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another Oklahoma night
Fools past and the day breaks wide
Heaven's fools who were opened wide
I couldn't have said, "Give up"
Said, "I can't stop, the night's not gone"
I made a full moon again that day
When her heart splits me open
And all I could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
One, two, three
We were shaking in our beds that night
There were strangers in the streets that night
Preacher cried out, "Hell's been raised"
The preacher cried out, "Hell's been raised"
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another hot Oklahoma night
The kind of night where you just sit still
The kind of night where you just don't move
We were shaking in our beds that night
We were shaking in our boots that night
Tornado hit, and the roof gave way
Tornado hit, and all we could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to fake what I can't describe?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
We were sinking in our hearts that day
There was movement in our hearts that day
They were talking, but we could not hear
They were talking, but we could not hear
Fever broke and the dead raised up
Ground broke open and the dead were raised
The kind of night where you just sit spooked
In a hard life, in a hard life
We were locking in our hearts that day
We were hugging in our beds that night
Storm hit and the roof gave way
When a man sat down, uneasy
And it tore through that young man's room
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to fake what I can't describe?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
One, two, three
Mama said she know she ain't down
Woo
We were lying in our hearts that day
We were praying in our hearts that day
We were praying, but we could not feel
They were praying, but we could not feel
Another hot Oklahoma night
Another Oklahoma night
Fools past and the day breaks wide
Heaven's fools who were opened wide
I couldn't have said, "Give up"
Said, "I can't stop, the night's not gone"
I made a full moon again that day
When her heart splits me open
And all I could do was pray
How was I to know what I was to think?
How was I to know what I was to feel?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
How am I to face what I cannot hide?
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Been
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Lost Tapes
- Reconciled & Into The Woods (Deluxe Double Album) [Remastered]
- I Still Believe (Great Design) [Remastered]
- Double Live: New York (1983) & Boston (1989)
- Welcome To My World (Radio Edit)
- Open It Up
- My Life Is in Your Hands (Bilingual Version)
- Collected
- A Tribute To Michael Been (Live) [feat. Robert Levon Been]
- A Tribute To Michael Been (Live / Deluxe Version)
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