Big city nights
Cold and brught
Husting through the crowd
Jammed-up freeways
You gotta stand in line
I've just got get out

So give me sweet warm nights in Oklahoma
I'm so tired of feeling alone
And when the moon climbs over Texoma
We'll be on our way back home
We're on our way back home

Southern wind
Blow on in
Lord, it's been so long
I've said goodbye
To those smoggy skies
Now I'm moving on

To those sweet warm nights in Oklahoma
I'm so tired of feeling alone
And when the moon climbs over Texoma
We'll be on our way back home
We're on our way back home