I Ain't in Checotah Anymore Lyrics

Where sixty-nine meets forty
There's a single-stoplight 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
Than hailing cabs here in New York
But I ain't in Checotah anymore

I'm in a world so wide
It makes me feel small sometimes
I miss the big blue skies
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

I'm in a world so wide
It makes me feel small sometimes
I miss the big blue skies
The Oklahoma kind
Where the Wildcats beat the Iron heads
Old Settler's Day and the Okra Fest
After prom, down at the bowling lanes
Catching c***py fish in Eufaula lake
I ain't in Checotah anymore

Oh, yeah
I'm in a world so wide
It makes me feel small sometimes
I miss the big blue skies
The Oklahoma kind
But I ain't in Checotah
No, I ain't in Checotah
Oh, there's nothing like Oklahoma

Where sixty-nine meets forty
There's a single-stoplight town