I Ain't in Checotah Anymore

I ain't in Checotah anymore
In my daddy's Ford
But I ain't in Checotah anymore
Oh, there's nothing like Oklahoma

I miss the big blue sky

Could make a girl feel pretty good
Old Settler's day and the Okra fest

Than hailin' cabs here in New York
The Oklahoma kind

I'd rather be tipping cows in Tulsa
After prom, down at the bowling lanes
Oh yeah, I'm in a world so wide
Would be a down payment on a house
But I ain't in Checotah anymore
In a world of long red carpets
I miss the big blue skies
Except a Wal-Mart store

The bright lights of Hollywood
Where 69 meets 40

And what I just paid for dinner
My hotel in Manhattan

It makes me feel small sometimes
We'd drive a hundred miles
On any given Friday night
It makes me feel small sometimes
Laughin' all the while
Holds more people than our town
It makes me feel small sometimes
I'm in a world so wide

And back when I was really young
With as many friends as I could pack

Catching crappy fish in Eufaula lake

Between the Sonic and the grocery store
But I ain't in Checotah anymore
I miss the big blue skies
I'm in a world so wide

Part of that burned down
But I ain't in Checotah
No, I ain't in Checotah
You can get anything you want here
All the paparazzi flashing
The Oklahoma kind

Where the Wildcats beat the Iron Heads
The Oklahoma kind