[Lyric] Oklahoma (Our Fifty States Project)

[Verse 1]
Beyond all
My lady she walks on
Carrying her parasol
Tattered from the wind
Her slip lies
Below her dusty dress line
Smudges on her face from
Smudges on her hands

I rode by
Asked her if she wants a ride
Tells me that she's walking fine
Nowhere set to go

[Chorus]
In Oklahoma
Rodes are long
Towns are far between
And nobody knows ya
So what's the use
What's the point of keeping your past clean
[Verse 2]
The dust blows
The tumbleweeds have rusted songs
The parasol pulls her along
Migrating with the sand
And I look down
Like a shadow from a passing cloud
My feet half-buried in the ground
Leave her on her way

Oh I ride off
The stars and sun my compass
We follow them profusely
Against the western wind
And she flies
Like autumn leaves through burning skies
To end up somewhere else in life
Better suit the ground

[Chorus]
In Oklahoma
You got yours and I got my own needs
And nobody knows ya
So what's the use
What's the point of keeping your past clean