Okie Girl It's just too fresh To sing the tune I wanna do A jaunty tune But Okie Girl It's just too fresh The wound too new Every time I came through I'd stop and spend some time with you We'd drink our Cokes and figure out What the world was coming to We used to drive to Okemah just to get A rock from Woody's house We always got breakfast at that Guatemalan place In Oklahoma City You read poems, I sang songs Sometimes you sang your songs too One time we made a record of you For all the world, Okie Girl You never went to church but all around were pictures Of the Virgin and the Child I told you once where I was headed you said I bin there Never bin so bored in all my life— In the sky there's a cloud In the water there's a pearl My good friend, my dear comrade Gentle soul, Okie Girl Okie Girl, Okie Girl Okie Girl, Okie Girl