Oklahoma (feat. Read Southall Band)

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 bell 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