They couldn't pick a better
It ain't too early and it ain't too late.
Soon be living in a brand new state.
Plenty of air and plenty of room
Plenty of room to swing a rope
Plenty of heart and plenty
Oh, Lahoma, where the wind comes
Oh! The Homer every night,
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, I -F -I -O -E -A,
Oklahoma, Oklahoma, Okay.
comes sweeping down the plain,
Oklahoma, where the waving wheat,
when the wind comes right behind the rain
Oh, the home of every night
Every night we sit alone and talk
Making lazy circles in the sky
We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand
Yippee -ki -yay, yippee -ki -yay,
yippee -ki -yay, yippee -ki -yay
And when we say, Yo! Y -I -O -P -E -A!
We're always saying, You're doing fine,
Oklahoma! Oklahoma! Oklahoma!
We know we belong to the land,
And the land we belong to is grand
And when we say I -F -I -O -E -A
O -K -L -A -A -O -K -L -A
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