Listen to Oklahoma by Gordon MacRae, Charlotte Greenwood & Shirley Jones

Oklahoma

Gordon MacRae, Charlotte Greenwood & Shirley Jones

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Gordon MacRae

Performer

Charlotte Greenwood

Charlotte Greenwood

Performer

Shirley Jones

Performer

Jay Blackton

Conductor

Oscar Hammerstein II

Oscar Hammerstein II

Performer

Richard Rodgers

Richard Rodgers

Performer

Darcy M. Proper

Darcy M. Proper

Remixer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Oscar Hammerstein II

Oscar Hammerstein II

Lyrics

Richard Rodgers

Richard Rodgers

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Didier C. Deutsch

Didier C. Deutsch

Producer

Charles L. Granata

Charles L. Granata

Producer

Robert LaPorta

Producer

Robert "Rocky" Rieger

Robert "Rocky" Rieger

Engineer

Darcy M. Proper

Darcy M. Proper

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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!

Written by: Oscar Hammerstein II, Richard Rodgers