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Lyrics -
JOLENE
Down in the pan handle,
Where we man handle
All that beef cattle
And the snakes rattle
And the wind whistles
Through the dead thistles.
It's a little piece of Heaven!
With a big house,
And lots of big cows
And lots of big sky
And lots of dust flying
And I'll be so happy since
I'm bringing home a prince!
To my little piece of Heaven,
Oklahoma!
Don't you love it when the bobcats howl?
Don't you love it when the coyotes cough?
Well, I know a few tricks with a thiry ought-six.
You can watch me blow those little fuckers'
Heads clean off!
And then, oh boyo,
We'll go two-steppin'
Through the arroyo.
Watch what you step in.
'Cause the cattle eats their share,
And it's gotta go somewhere!
In my little piece of Heaven,
Oklahoma!
And we'll motor into Tulsa for the weekend.
Through the windows of the pick-up
We'll be peekin'.
Not a tree or a jew
To block the lovely view.
There's a racetrack and a zoo.
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And Oral Roberts U!
JOLENE
And we'll dress you up nifty
In a big Stetson.
With some SPF 50
So no sun gets in.
'Coz that freckle on your skin
Can do a fella in,
And the shade is mighty thin in Oklahoma.
And our leading cause of death
Is melanoma.
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