They couldn't think of 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 living in a brand new state.
Brand new state,
gonna treat you great.
Gonna give you barley,
carrots and potatoes.
Pasture for the cattle,
spinach and tomatoes.
Flowers on the prairie
where the June bugs zoom.
Plenty of there 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.
Oh, Lahoma every night
my honey lamb and I sit alone
and talk and watch a hawk
making lazy circles in the sky.
We know we belong to the land
and the land we belong to is grand.
And when we say,
Yo! I -F -I -O -E -A
We're only saying,
You're doing fine, Oklahoma
Oklahoma, okay orches
tra plays
Oklahoma, where the wind
Comes sweeping down the plain
Oklahoma, where the waving wheat
Can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right
behind the rainbow.
The home of every night,
my honey lemon light.
Every night we sit alone and talk and watch a
hawk making lazy circles in the sky.
We know we belong to the land.
And the land we belong to is grand.
Yippee -yi, yippee -yi, yippee -yi,
yippee -yi, yippee -yi, yippee -yi.
And when we say, oh, I -F -I -O -E -A,
we're only saying,
you're doing fine,
Oklahoma, Oklaho ma,
you're OK.
Oklahoma, Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
Oklahoma, Oklahoma.
We know we belong to the land,
and the land we belong to is grand.
And when we say, yo,
I -N -P -I -O -V -R -A,
we're only saying you're doing fine,
Oklahoma, Oklahoma,
O -K -L -A -H -O -M -A,
Oklaho ma! Yo!