When I get back to Oklahoma
I´ll be a little better off than I am right now
And you talk so strong but you can´t stand straight
How´d you fall for a man I´ve grown to hate?

And I can drive you by where I learned to curse
He´s got his creased dress whites in an all black hearse
Why´s the green more green in the east of Eden?
Swing on by ´cause I know you ain´t eaten
Did the city beat your ass like the trash you are?
There´s still smoke smell in your old fast car

You can´t hide where you´re from
With nightcrawler blood on your castin´ thumb
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns
But you´ll always be the Oklahoman son
You´ll always be the Oklahoman son

When I get back to Oklahoma
I´ll be a little better off than I am right now
I can´t buy her a house like I swore I would

When I was a naïve and eager child
And money can´t buy an old friend of mine
And money can´t buy me back no time

You can´t hide where you´re from
With nightcrawler blood on your castin´ thumb
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns
But you´ll always be the Oklahoman son
You´ll always been the Oklahoman son

You can´t hide where you´re from
With nightcrawler blood on your castin´ thumb
You can fight and fiend and sell your guns
But you´ll always be the Oklahoman son
You´ll always be the Oklahoman son