Boys from Oklahoma

(Ya'll show Junior what you can do for) (The Boys from Oklahoma, OK?) Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong Well, them boys down there in Texas They got some damn fine weed 'Cause they smuggle it across the Rio They use that Mexican breed Well, that's explointin' cheap labor But hell, that's Texican's creed Them boys a-down in Texas Got some damn fine weed Well, them boys in Colorado They just as soon pan for gold The nights are too long And growing season's too cold They'd just as soon smoke a joint That Jason Boland had rolled At least that's what I've been told Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong Them faggots down in Norman They got a kinky streak Ain't allowed to roll their own Their Sooner wrists are too weak They just as soon (I'm sorry about that) (I just got to thinkin') (We're gonna have to do this song over again) (Because we might want to sell a CD in Norman) (You know?) (Well, we'll go ahead and do it for now, OK?) Well, them faggots down there in Norman They got a kinky streak Well, they ain't allowed to roll their own Their Sooner wrists are too weak They'll sure start to puffin' If you stick one in their beak Them faggots down in Norman Got a kinky streak Well, them boys in Louisiana They got trouble growin' their weed The alligators is mean And they eat up all the seeds But on a bayou night By the light of the full moon You can walk out And pick you a sack full of 'shrooms Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're too damn skinny or way too long Well, I ain't no Holy Roller So I just use a bong Them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong (How's Stillwater, are you guys alright tonight?) (I want to you to show our good friend, Gene Collier) (That you know every word to the song) Well, them boys (from Oklahoma) (Roll their joints all wrong) (They're too damn skinny or way too long) (Well, I ain't no Holy Roller) (So I just use a bong) (Them boys from Oklahoma) (Roll their joints all wrong) Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong They're cheap, y'all ruinin' 'em All night long Mine looks like a pregnant dog But I'd just as soon use a bong Well, them boys from Oklahoma Roll their joints all wrong