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[Verse 1] |
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We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee |
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We don't take no trips on LSD; |
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We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street |
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But, We love living right, and being free |
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We don't make a party out of loving |
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But we like holding hands and pitching woo; |
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We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy |
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Like the hippies out in San Francisco do |
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[Chorus] |
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And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee |
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A place where even squares can have a ball; |
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We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse |
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White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all |
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[Verse 2] |
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Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear |
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Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen; |
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A football's still the roughest thing on campus |
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And the kids here still respect the college dean |
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[Chorus] |
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And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee |
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A place where even squares can have a ball; |
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We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse |
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White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all |
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And white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all |
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(In Muskogee Oklahoma USA) |
