4 acessos
There's a highway cross the prairie there's a jet trail cross the sky
There's a pain in me from the things I see
And I'm just too tired to care awhile
Like a loco weed I grow crazy like the cactus I grow wild
Well there's true then there's dreams that I'm stucking between
Left with the emptiness inside
The Oklahoma wind just keeps on blowing
It never stops the thing that just keeps growing
Lord if I could have my way I'd be just like my friend
Like the Oklahoma wind
Uh huh huh like the Oklahoma wind
Tumbleweeds roll through the city city trucks roll through the plains
Sadness rolls through me cause I long to be free
And I know that I'll never break these chains
Like a loco weed I grow crazy like the cactus I grow wild
Well there's truth and there's dreams that I'm stucking between
Left with the emptiness inside
The Oklahoma wind just keeps on blowing...