Text: Roger Miller. OKLAHOMA WOMAN.

Ribbon of concrete stretching out far before me
Ribbon of concrete stretching back far behind
I'm rattling down round the southern parts of Texas
With that Oklahoma woman on my mind

Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord what a day the day was the day that I found her
Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord I can't wait to get home and put my two arms around her

Well it's starting to rain and I sure am glad I ain't walking
Yeah the telephone poles go flying by like they're flying
And I'm thinking about a lot of things but mainly
It's that Oklahoma woman on my mind

Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord what a day the day was the day that I found her
Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord I can't wait to get home and put my two arms around her


So I say come on wheels and roll me on back to my baby
Yeah keep turning round and head me on down the line
And radio keep on playing songs to remind me
It's that Oklahoma woman on my mind

Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord what a day the day was the day that I found her
Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord I can't wait to get home and put my two arms around her

Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord what a day the day was the day that I found her
Oklahoma woman, whoa whoa woman
Oh Lord I can't wait to get home and put my two arms around her