All these miles make me weary Gotta stop for a while Frames of my past cut right through me Am I running out of time All my thoughts go unanswered Like an owl's question to the night My conscious mind has turned to cancer The tunnel's dark there is no light Oklahoma calls out to me And I miss that Kentucky high I'd love to stay in Alabama But I've got Memphis tomorrow night This lonely highway's like an ocean It's tide carries me away These old bar rooms are the dealers The drugs they sell are the songs I play Oklahoma calls out to me And I miss that Kentucky high I'd love to stay in Alabama But I've got Memphis tomorrow night Oklahoma calls out to me And I miss that Kentucky high I'd love to stay in Alabama But I've got Memphis tomorrow night I've got Memphis tomorrow