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Over Oklahoma

10,000 feet and climbing fast

Got a window seat to my past

Down below she's just waking up

In a bed so cold it froze out all our love

And I've had enough


Over Oklahoma

Under a prairie sky

Hanging over Tulsa

Is my last goodbye

Nothing left for me down there

Gonna take these wings and fly

I’m over Oklahoma, over Oklahoma


She must've known that I'd find out

Can't hide forever in the shadow of doubt

And the truth ain’t pretty in the cold light of day

Time to find a new state of mind anyway


I still love that red clay dirt she walked on

But It’s no longer sacred ground

© 2016 John Cirillo/Chip Martin/Dan Reifsnyder

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