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.
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