We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee,
We don't take no trips on lsd;
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street,
But, We love livin' right, and bein' free.
We don't make a party out of lovin',
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo;
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy,
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball;
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.
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Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear,
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen;
A football's still the roughest thing on campus,
And the kids here still respect the college dean.
Now, I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball;
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.
White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all...
