But I ain't in Checotah anymore
It makes me feel small sometimes
All the paparazzi flashing
Oh, there's nothing like Oklahoma
My hotel in Manhattan
In my daddy's Ford
You can get anything you want here
Laughin' all the while
And back when I was really young
Where the Wildcats beat the Iron Heads
I ain't in Checotah anymore
It makes me feel small sometimes
The Oklahoma kind
Between the Sonic and the grocery store
I miss the big blue skies
The Oklahoma kind
I'm in a world so wide
Catching crappy fish in Eufaula lake
Than hailin' cabs here in New York
I miss the big blue skies
Would be a down payment on a house
Old Settler's day and the Okra fest
And what I just paid for dinner
After prom, down at the bowling lanes
Holds more people than our town
Could make a girl feel pretty good
In a world of long red carpets
I miss the big blue sky
Except a Wal-Mart store
It makes me feel small sometimes
No, I ain't in Checotah
But I ain't in Checotah anymore
We'd drive a hundred miles
I'm in a world so wide
Part of that burned down
But I ain't in Checotah anymore
With as many friends as I could pack
Where 69 meets 40
But I ain't in Checotah
I'd rather be tipping cows in Tulsa
Oh yeah, I'm in a world so wide
The Oklahoma kind
The bright lights of Hollywood
On any given Friday night
