Okie From Muskogee

Merle Haggard

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee.
We don't take our trips on LSD.
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street.
We like living right and being free.

We don't make a party out of loving.
We like holding hands and pitching woo.
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy,
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball.
We still wave Ol' Glory down at the Court House,
and white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all.

Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear.
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen.
Football's still the roughest thing on campus,
and the kids here still respect the College Dean.

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
a place where even squares can have a ball.
We still wave Ol' Glory down at the Court House,
and white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all.

We still wave Ol' Glory down at the Court House,
in Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.