Boys From Oklahoma

(Ya'll show Junior what you can do for)
 (The Boys from Oklahoma, OK?)
 Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 They're too damn skinny or way too long
 Well, I ain't no Holy Roller
 So I just use a bong
 Them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 Well, them boys down there in Texas
 They got some damn fine weed
 'Cause they smuggle it across the Rio
 They use that Mexican breed
 Well, that's explointin' cheap labor
 But hell, that's Texican's creed
 Them boys a-down in Texas
 Got some damn fine weed
 Well, them boys in Colorado
 They just as soon pan for gold
 The nights are too long
 And growing season's too cold
 They'd just as soon smoke a joint
 That Jason Boland had rolled
 At least that's what I've been told
 Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 They're too damn skinny or way too long
 Well, I ain't no Holy Roller
 So I just use a bong
 Them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 Them faggots down in Norman
 They got a kinky streak
 Ain't allowed to roll their own
 Their Sooner wrists are too weak
 They just as soon
 (I'm sorry about that)
 (I just got to thinkin')
 (We're gonna have to do this song over again)
 (Because we might want to sell a CD in Norman)
 (You know?)
 (Well, we'll go ahead and do it for now, OK?)
 Well, them faggots down there in Norman
 They got a kinky streak
 Well, they ain't allowed to roll their own
 Their Sooner wrists are too weak
 They'll sure start to puffin'
 If you stick one in their beak
 Them faggots down in Norman
 Got a kinky streak
 Well, them boys in Louisiana
 They got trouble growin' their weed
 The alligators is mean
 And they eat up all the seeds
 But on a bayou night
 By the light of the full moon
 You can walk out
 And pick you a sack full of 'shrooms
 Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 They're too damn skinny or way too long
 Well, I ain't no Holy Roller
 So I just use a bong
 Them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 (How's Stillwater, are you guys alright tonight?)
 (I want to you to show our good friend, Gene Collier)
 (That you know every word to the song)
 Well, them boys (from Oklahoma)
 (Roll their joints all wrong)
 (They're too damn skinny or way too long)
 (Well, I ain't no Holy Roller)
 (So I just use a bong)
 (Them boys from Oklahoma)
 (Roll their joints all wrong)
 Yeah, them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong
 They're cheap, y'all ruinin' 'em
 All night long
 Mine looks like a pregnant dog
 But I'd just as soon use a bong
 Well, them boys from Oklahoma
 Roll their joints all wrong