Tekst piosenki
We dont smoke marijuana in Muskogee;We dont take our trips on LSD;We dont burn our draft cards down on Main Street;We like livin right, and bein free.We dont make a party out of lovin;We like holdin hands and pitchin woo;We dont let our hair grow long and shaggy,Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.Im proud to be an Oakie from Muskogee,A place where even squares can have a ball.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,And white lightins still the biggest thril of all.Leather boots are still in style for mainly footwear;Beads and roman sandals wont be seen.Footballs still the roughest thing on campus,And the kids here still respect the college dean.And Im proud to be an Oakie from Muskogee,A place where even squares can have a ball.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,And white lightins still the biggest thril of all.We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.
