Oklahoma

Oklahoma - Kate Smith

Oklahoma

Where the wind comes

Sweeping down the plain

And the waving wheat

Can sure smell sweet

When the wind comes

Right behind the rain

Oklahoma

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

Yeeow Ayipioeeay

We're only saying

You're doing fine

Oklahoma

Oklahoma OK

We know we belong to the land

And the land we

Belong to is grand

And when we say

Yeeow Ayipioeeay

We're only saying

You're doing fine

Oklahoma

Oklahoma OK

We know we belong to the land

And the land we

Belong to is grand

And when we say

Yeeow Ayipioeeay

We're only saying

You're doing fine

Oklahoma

Oklahoma OK

Yeeow