J.B. Boone - Hey, Oklahoma

I'll never understand
What makes a man a man
But there's trouble brewing, on the other side of town
Before the daily dosages are filled
Lean in my direction don't sit still

And I said hey, Oklahoma girl
Ain't this a fucked up little world
And you're asking circles 'round my soul
Read between the lines and let me know
Anything to get me to hello

A billion grains of sand
No I'd pick the bird in hand
Cause I know 'em well
All the thousand roads to hell
The weather and the whiskey run you blue
Ain't anybody here to see you through

And I said hey, Oklahoma girl
Ain't this a fucked up little world
And you're asking circles 'round my soul
Read between the lines and let me know
Anything to get me to hello

Oh I say, lay on me
Lay on me
Cause I know 'em well
All the wicked roads to hell
And if its leaving I must do
Well then I'm not goin' without you

Yeah I said hey, Oklahoma girl
Ain't this a fucked up little world
And you're asking circles 'round my soul
Read between the lines and let me know
Anything, yeah to get me to, hello

Written by:
J.B. Boone

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