Oklahoma - Marcus Mumford

Well the curves down your back Remind me of those railroad tracks That we'd jump and not look back in our youth And the brown in your eyes Reminds me of those morning skies Where the sun would try to hide behind the roof The way those rivers flow in July Keeps the lakes from goin' dry It reminds me of what you'd do to my angry heart 'Cause you look like Oklahoma And I'll keep you like I stole you I thank God when I hold you, it feels right You're the moon in Oklahoma, and I'm the night You're the moon in Oklahoma, and I'm the night When you say the words you say It reminds me of the days We'd go dancing downtown, chemicals in our brains When you move the way you move It reminds me of the grain That twists and turns and plays among the plains 'Cause you look like Oklahoma And I'll keep you like I stole you And I thank God when I hold you, 'cause it feels right You're the moon in Oklahoma, and I'm the night You're the moon in Oklahoma, and I'm the night Well, you look like Oklahoma And I'll keep you like I stole ya And I'll thank God when I hold you, 'cause it feels right You're the moon in Oklahoma, and I'm the night

Well, it's rainin' down in Houston I got holes in both my shoes Baby's put me on the street She says I'm through with you. She thinks I'm gonna miss her Someone tell her that she's wrong I'm goin' back to Oklahoma boys 'Cause that's where I belong. I need one good ride I'll be satisfied Come on Oklahoma borderline If we roll all night she'll be coming into sight Come on Oklahoma borderline. Well, now I don't need no Texas girl Doggin' me around I may be a Okie son But I've still been to town. Well, those Oklahoma city girls They always treat you right Well, tell mama and them that I'm comin' home And I'm leavin' out tonight. I need one good ride I'll be satisfied Come on Oklahoma borderline If we roll all night she'll be coming into sight Come on Oklahoma borderline. So with two bucks in my pocket And my thumb stuck in the wind When I cross Red River boys I won't be back again. Give me old back roads and truck stops And eighteen wheels that whine And some good ol' boy To take me to that Oklahoma line. I need one good ride I'll be satisfied Come on Oklahoma borderline If we roll all night she'll be coming into sight Come on Oklahoma borderline. I caught one good ride She's coming into sight Hello, Oklahoma borderline.