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