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Lyrics not availableWe don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't our burn draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like living right and being free
We don't make a party out of loving
But we like holding hands and pitching wood
We don't wear our hair all long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do
I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down by the court house
And white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all
Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and roman sandals wont be seen
And football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids there still respect the college dean
White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USAThe warden led the prisoner
Down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the restAnd I heard him tell the warden
Just before they reached my cell
Let my guitar-playin' friend sing my requestChorus Sing me back home
A song I used to hear
Make my old memories
Come aliveSing me away
Turn back the years
Sing me back home
Before I dieI recall last Sunday morning
When a choir from off the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songsAnd I heard him tell the singers
There's a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once before you travel onThe warden led the prisoner
Down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say goodbye like all the restAnd I heard him tell the warden
Just before they reached my cell
Let my guitar playin' friend sing my requestLet him
Chorus
Sing me back home
Before I die