Oklahoma, oklahoma, oklahoma
He will sleep outside tonight
He caused a stir in town earlier
Up to his antics
Dressed as a cowboy
And singing his songs
They prefer not to think about him
Wandering and wandering around
Until you finally feel invisible
Hey, everybody knew you
But nobody knew your name
Hey, everybody knew you
But nobody spoke to you
And this is why
You were the only black man in this town
This lovely boring northern town
This is where the people they look right through you
This is where the people can gradually convince you
That you're not really here
Until you're not really here
Standing in the middle of Woolworths
In the middle of christmas
Singing Oklahoma! At the top of your voice
Hey, I never spoke to you
Oh but I remember you
So how far can you go?
And still be ignored?
Hey, there's a ghost in the centre of town
Standing outside Boots dressed as a cowboy
Shouting at the top of your voice
And brandishing your gun
"Bang"
Wandering and wandering around
Until you finally feel invisible
Oklahoma! Oklahoma!
And then someone always pipes up and says
You chose that lifestyle
What? Chose to sleep outside in the winter?
I don't think so
Oklahoma! Oklahoma!
And the strange thing is that now you're gone
People almost seem to see you even more
Than when you were around
It's the guilt that does that
Oklahoma! Oklahoma!
Merry Christmas everybody!