Oklahoma Proud
I know of a place where the rivers run deep
And the hearts of many find a prairie to sleep
Here I pray for the wind's harmonious voice
To which the golden wheat dances without a choice
From happiness the spirits of our ancestors cry
For the abundant life and a hawk in the sky
The tribes of man, diversity great
Joined their hearts in the Sooner state
Centuries later, our bonds remain
Oklahoma proud, forever and again
Copyright © Billy Mcpherson Jr. | Year Posted 2012
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