Oklahoma (feat. Southall)

It ain't the pink-blue skies or the way the sun dies in the evening

Ain't the sage or the windmills out where the thunder rolls

Ain't a poster on the wall from the '99 fall, when Ragweed filled this bar

It's an Okie gal that stole this Tennessee heart

I should roll on down the highway

I should put this two-tone half ton in the wind

Ain't coming home, probably shoulda told ya

But I just can't leave Oklahoma

It ain't the open road, no matter which way to go, just to clear your mind

It's not the four-way stop, with the old Blair bar and the flashing light

It ain't the flatland farms or the dried up ponds I'm passing by

It ain't the shelter belt that stood there and held strong since '39

I should roll on down the highway

I should put this two-tone half ton in the wind

Ain't coming home, probably shoulda told ya

But I just can't leave Oklahoma

They say sooner or later the cowboy leaves

But no, not me

I should roll on down the highway

I should put this two tone half ton in the wind

Ain't coming home, probably shoulda told ya

But I just can't leave Oklahoma

No, I just can't leave Oklahoma