Oklahoma

They couldn't pick a better time to start in life
It ain't too early, and it ain't too late
Starting as a farmer with a brand-new wife
Soon be livin' in a brand-new State!
Brand-new State, gonna treat you great!

Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters
Pasture for the cattle, spinich and termaters
Flowers on the prarie where the June bugs zoom
Plenty of air and plenty of room
Plenty of room to swing a rope
Plenty of heart and plenty of hope!

Ooook-lahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain?
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet, when the wind comes right behind the rain
Oook-lahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Sit alone and talk, and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky

We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand
And when we say
"(Yeeow!) A-yip-i-o-e-ay!"
We're only sayin'
"You're doin' fine, Oklahoma!"
Oklahoma O.K.!

Ooook-lahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain?
Oklahama, where the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet?
When the wind comes right behind the rain
Ooook-lahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Ev'ry night, sit alone and talk, and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky (sky, ah-ah)

We know we belong to the land (yo-oh)
And the land we belong to is grand!
Yip-i-yi, yip-i-yi, yip-i-yi, yip-i-yi, yip-i-yi, yip-i-yi!
And when we say
"(Yeeow!) A-yip-i-o-e-ay!"
We're only sayin'
"You're doin' fine, Oklahoma!"
Oklahoma O.K

Okla-homa! Okla-homa! Okla-homa!
Okla-homa! Okla-homa! Okla-homa!

We know we belong to the land! (Okla-homa, Okla-homa)
And the land we belong to is grand! (Okla-homa, Okla-homa)
And when we say
"(Yeeow!) A-yip-i-o-e-ay!"
We're only sayin'
"You're doin' fine, Oklahoma!"
Oklahoma

O.K. L - A - H - O - M - A
Okla-ho-ma!
Yeeow!



Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers
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