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Trout Steak Revival
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Oklahoma
Well we drove from Minnesota,
All night racing from the cold,
And the stars fell in arcs across the sky,
We rose on the praire,
Beset by an endless wail,
And the Texas line we crossed to end the night.
In a wandering night,
Where time like these are gold,
Waiting for a ride in Oklahoma.
Shook off the cold from the north woods,
Tearing up benches and jumped and yelled,
Well, we merely stayed out of Brownsville jail,
We were far away from fences,
Far from home, farther from routine,
We were falling like an arc across the dream.
In a wandering night,
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Where times like these are gold,
Waiting for a ride in Oklahoma.
And I'm riding home from Texas,
When the steam it rose, steam it rose,
We coasted in south in Oklahoma,
And we pooled all our money,
Though we barely paid, we had to trade,
For a second hand radiator on a Chevrolet.
In a wandering night,
Where times like these are gold,
Waiting for a ride in Oklahoma.
In Oklahoma,
Waiting for a ride in Okhlahoma,
In Oklahoma.
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