Oklahoma

(It ain't too early and it ain't too late)

Startin' 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 fer the cattle)
(Spinach and termayters)

(Flowers on the prarie where the June bugs zoom)
(Plenty of air and plenty of room)

(Plenty o' room to swing a rope!)

(Plenty of heart and plenty of hope)

Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
And the wavin' wheat, can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain

Oklahoma, 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, OK

(Oklahoma, 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)

(Oklahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I)
(Every night, we sit alone and talk)
(And watch a hawk)
(Makin' lazy circles in the sky)

(We know we belong to the land, yo-ho)
(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, you're OK)

(Okla-homa-Okla-homa-Okla-homa)
(Okla-homa-Okla-homa-Okla-homa)

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 - L - A - H - O - M - A
(Oklahoma)
(Yeeow)