E7 We donʼt smoke marijuana in Muskogee; B7 We donʼt take our trips on LSD B7 We donʼt burn our draft cards down on Main Street; E7 We like livinʼ right, and beinʼ free. E7 Iʼm proud to be an Oakie from Muskogee, B7 A place where even squares can have a ball B7 We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse, E7 And white lightinʼs still the biggest thril of all We donʼt make a party out of lovinʼ; We like holdinʼ hands and pitchinʼ woo; We donʼt let our hair grow long and shaggy, Like the hippies out in San Francisco do. And Iʼm 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 lightinʼs still the biggest thril of all. Leather boots are still in style for mainly footwear; Beads and roman sandals wonʼt be seen. Footballʼs still the roughest thing on campus, And the kids here still respect the college dean.
