Bruce Springsteen - My Oklahoma Home
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,I wanted a place to call my ownAnd so I made the race, and staked me out a place,And settled down along the CimarronIt blowed away, it blowed away,My Oklahoma home, it blowed awayIt looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there,But my Oklahoma home, it blowed awayI planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats,Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my faceGot a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cowAnd got a fancy mortgage on the placeIt blowed away, it blowed away,All the crops I planted blowed awayYou can't grow any grain if there isn't any rain;All except the mortgage blowed awayIt blowed away my rooster and it blowed away my hens;The pigs and cattle went astrayAll the crops that I sowed went a-foggin' down the roadMy Oklahoma farm, it blowed awayIt blowed away, it blowed away,Everything I owned blowed awayI hollered and I cussed when my land went up in dust,When my Oklahoma farm, it blowed awayIt looked so green and fair, when I built my shanty there,I figured I was all set for lifeI put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vestAnd went to town and picked me out a wifeShe blowed away, she blowed awayMy Oklahoma woman blowed awayJust as I bent and kissed her, she was picked up by a twister;My Oklahoma woman blowed awayThen I was left alone a-listenin' to the moanOf the wind around the corners of my shack;So I took off down the road when the south wind blowed,A-travelin' with the wind at my backI blowed away, I blowed awayChasin' a dust cloud up aheadOnce it looked so green and fair, now it's up there in the air;My Oklahoma farm is overheadNow I'm always close to home no matter where I roam,For Oklahoma dust is everywhereMakes no difference where I'm walkin', I can hear my chickens squawkin'I can hear my wife a-talkin' in the airIt blowed away, it blowed away,My Oklahoma home blowed awayBut my home is always near; it's in the atmosphere,My Oklahoma home that blowed awayI'm a roamin' Oklahoman, but I'm always close to homeAnd I'll never get homesick 'til I dieNo matter where I'm found, my home is all around;My Oklahoma home is in the skyIt blowed away, it blowed away,My farm down upon the CimarronBut all around the world, wherever dust is whirled,Some is from my Oklahoma home[Spare Tire Chorus:]It blowed away, it blowed away,My Oklahoma home blowed awayOh it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud rolling by,My Oklahoma home is in the sky
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