Lyrics:
Chciałem torby marki Goyard
Suki metki nowa
Made in Europe Poland
W sumie obojętne oh
Made in Oklahoma
Nogi długie krótkie włosy czarny blond
Wszystko made
snow
And the mystery of it all
Made the problems of the day seem unimportant
That Oklahoma mornin'
Puts Oklahoma sunshine in my soul
There ain't
up ahead
Once it looked so green and fair
Now it' up in the air
My Oklahoma farm is over head.
Well now I'm always close to home it blown away
up there in the air;
My Oklahoma farm is overhead.
Now I'm always close to home no matter where I roam,
For Oklahoma dust is everywhere.
Makes no
to Lido's
Can you feel it?
Must be weary
Oh, so good; oh, feel so good
Well, I've never been to heaven
But I've been in Oklahoma
Well, they tell me I
to needles
Can you feel it
Must be weary
Oh so good... oh feel so good
Well I've never been to heaven
But I've been in Oklahoma
Well, they tell me I
end highway
Ain't no love in Oklahoma
Just the whistle of a long black train
You'll know when it's comin' for ya
Ridin' in on the wind and rain
no good-bye, with your hand in mine
Meet me underneath the Oklahoma sky
Oklahoma sky
room flat
On a street in West L.A
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missing you
I'm sure
there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma, not Arizona
What does it matter
What does it matter
Well I never been to Spain
But I kinda like
stop for some dancin', and a couple of beers
Then they ran my butt on into Arizona
Heard I was wanted out in Oklahoma
Made me feel like I was
the men who plowed that earth
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me
Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas
They'd understand why God made those
there Lord I really don't remember
In Oklahoma or Arizona what does it matter
Well I've never been to Spain...
Many years have come and gone since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma hills where I was born
Many a page of life has turned many a lesson I
was born there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma not Arizona
What does it matter
What does it matter
Well I've never been to England
But I
night
She'll be comin' into sight
Come on Oklahoma borderline
So with two bucks in my pocket
And my thumb stuck in the wind
When I cross Red River,
Many months have come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Many a page of life has turned
Many
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
met you up in Oklahoma
Made me feel a different kind of free
Couple of weeks thought I was in heaven
Then you moved away to D.C
That's thirteen-hundred
was born there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma, not Arizona
What does it matter?
What does it matter?
Whoa, I never been to Spain
But I
Many months have come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Many a page of life has turned
Many
up ahead
Once it looked so green and fair
Now it' up in the air
My Oklahoma farm is over head.
Well now i'm always close to home it blown away
go high
In Oklahoma
When the goin' gets rough
We get tough
I'm talkin' 'bout
Oklahoma
Cowboys and Choctaws
Oklahoma
Chickasaws and outlaws
comin' into sight
Come on Oklahoma borderline
So with two bucks in my pocket
And my thumb stuck in the wind
When I cross Red River, boys
I won't be
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