Sun peeks up over the red bluff

And it's sure enough a purty site

There's a light fog rising out at the south draw

And I just saw a herd of deer run back



It's a custom made morning from an old friend

Think I'll ride around the ranch and take it all in



I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston

Chicago, St. Louis, and LA

I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities

But God's in Oklahoma today



There's a warm breeze blowin through the winter wheat

Things are turnin green and that rivers right

Gonna hook up the Johnboat

Throw in a zip coat

Hit that honey hole and way the line

Never know when he'll come passing through like this again

Think I'll take the afternoon and spend it with him



I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston,

Chicago, St. Louis, and LA

I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities

But God's in Oklahoma today



Keepin this world turnin' must be some kind of job

But that sunset that I'm a lookin' at is just plain showin' off



I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston,

Seattle, the Big Apple, and LA

Yeah I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities
but God's in Oklahoma today

God's in Oklahoma today



Feel bad for folks in Austin,
Birmingham, and Boston, God's in Oklahoma today



Feel bad for folks in Austin,
Birmingham, and Boston, God's in Oklahoma today