Oklahoma!

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-ee ay!
We're only sayin' You're doin' fine,
Oklahoma!
Oklahoma - O.K."


.....and we're off to Oklahoma until Sunday! Gotta love this State!