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Rogers And Hammerstein Oklahoma Oklahoma Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain. Where the waving wheat can sure smell sweet when the wind comes right behind the rain. Oklahoma, every night my honey-lamb and I sit along and talk, and watch a hawk making lazy circles in the sky. We know we belong to the land And the land we belong to is grand And when we say Ay yippy yi ki yea. We're only saying You're doin' fine Oklahoma Oklahoma your ok. (repeat second verse) ...l-a-h-o-m-a. Oklahoma. |
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