Lyrics
Under wide, starry skies, we roam,
Where wind whispers whys, that call us home.
Prairies stretch like a soothing sea,
The soul, the State, sooner and free.
Prairies stretch like a soothing sea,
The soul, the State, sooner and free.
In Oklahoma, the crops sway,
Dancing to storms, in warm rays.
Grasping a chill, when the clouds come,
Feeling the frost, as the night hums.
Like thunderstorms, fierce and bright,
Gathered family, with tales till light.
Friendly folk, in towns' a must,
The land of oil, and wheat we trust.
In Oklahoma, the crops sway,
Dancing to storms, in warm rays.
Grasping a chill, when the clouds come,
Feeling the frost, as the night hums.
Red roads to the vibrant fair,
Handshakes show how much we care.
Rooted oaks, strong through the years,
In disasters of life, we laugh through tears.
In Oklahoma, the crops sway,
Dancing to storms, in warm rays.
Grasping a chill, when the clouds come,
Feeling the frost, as the night hums.
The soul, the State, sooner and free.
Oklahoma,
The soul, the State, sooner and free.
