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