| Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
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| And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
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| When the wind comes right behind the rain.
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| Oklahoma, Ev’ry night my honey lamb and I
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| Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
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| Makin' lazy circles in the sky.
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| We know we belong to the land
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| And the land we belong to is grand!
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| And when we say
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| Yeeow! |
| Ayipioeeay!
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| We’re only sayin'
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| You’re doin' fine, Oklahoma!
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| Oklahoma O.K.
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| Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
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| And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
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| When the wind comes right behind the rain.
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| Oklahoma, Ev’ry night my honey lamb and I
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| Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk
|
| Makin' lazy circles in the sky.
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| We know we belong to the land
|
| And the land we belong to is grand!
|
| And when we say
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| Yeeow! |
| Ayipioeeay!
|
| We’re only sayin'
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| You’re doin' fine, Oklahoma!
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| Oklahoma O.K.
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| Okla-okla-Okla-Okla-Okla-Okla
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| Okla-okla-Okla-Okla-Okla-Okla…
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| We know we belong to the land
|
| And the land we belong to is grand!
|
| And when we say
|
| Yeeow! |
| Ayipioeeay!
|
| We’re only sayin'
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| You’re doin' fine, Oklahoma!
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| Oklahoma O.K.
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| L — A — H — O — M — A
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| OKLAHOMA!
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| Yeeow! |