Oklahoma

They couldn't pick a better time to start in life

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

(Startin' as a farmer with a brand new wife)

(Soon to be livin' in a brand new state)

Brand new state

Gonna treat you great

I'm gonna give you barley, carrots, and po-taters

(Pasture for the cattle, spinach, and to-maters)

(Flowers on the prairie 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)

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

Every 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, "Yow

I-yip-I-O-E-A"

We're only sayin'

"You're doin' fine, Oklahoma"

Oklahoma, OK

Oklahoma

Where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain (Oklahoma)

Where the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet

When the wind comes right behind the rain

Oklahoma

Every night, my honey lamb and I (Every night)

We sit alone and talk, and watch a hawk

Makin' lazy circles in the sky (Sky)

We know we belong to the land (Yo-ho)

And the land we belong to is grand

Yippee-yie, yippee-yie

Yippee-yie, yippee-yie

Yippee-yie, yippee-yie

And when we say, "Yow

I-yip-I-O-E-A"

We're only sayin'

"You're doing fine, Oklahoma"

Oklahoma, OK

Oklahoma

Oklahoma

Oklahoma

Oklahoma

Oklahoma

Okla'

We know we belong to the land (Oklahoma, Oklahoma)

And the land we belong to is grand (Okla')

And when we say, "Yow

I-yip-I-O-E-A"

We're only sayin'

"You're doing fine, Oklahoma"

Oklahoma, O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A

Oklahoma, yow!