[C]Oklahoma, where the [G]wind comes sweepin' down the [G7]plain
And the [C]wavin' wheat can [G]sure smell [G7]sweet
When the [A]wind comes [D7]right behind the [G]rain.
[C]Oklahoma, Ev'ry [G]night my honey lamb and [G7]I
Sit a[C]lone and [C7]talk and [G]watch a [G7]hawk
Makin' [C]lazy [G]circles in the [C]sky.
[C7]We [F]know we belong to the [C]land
And the [G]land we belong to is [G7]grand!
And when we [C]say
[?]We're only sayin'
[?]You're doin' [?]fine, Okla[?]ho[?]ma!