Oklahoma Way

Oklahoma way On the banks of the cottonwood My father saw the bluejay fly He chirped as if to say goodbye And waved the best he could. Near the Cimmaron river bed Horse thief canyon we rode Astride our mounts we had strode On the sand bars we sat and fed. With first rays of morning sun The redbuds came ablaze We were mesmerized that day Till violet dusk had come. Father said how blessed we were To live in the red man's land The buffaloes we tanned And wore the rabbit fur An Oklahoma life we live Farming and raising calves Now the highways cut the land in half But we Okies always thrive.