I can almost smell the hickory smoke
Hear the fireside talk
Of the old homefolks
See the roses on the hillside
Growing wild
I can almost touch the dogwood trees
Taste the air and memories
Scenes that I grew up on
As a child
Where there were babies
Running naked in the summertime
Clothes out drying
On an old clothesline
Fishing on the lake
With a friend of mine
In the Oklahoma sunshine
Well, I grew up and I moved away
But I can't forget
About the good old days
Thinking about the way life used to be
I got married and had some kids
Now I tell them about the things
That pappy did
Painting pictures of a world
They'll never see
Where there were babies
Running naked in the summertime
Clothes out drying
On an old clothesline
Fishing on the lake
With a friend of mine
In the Oklahoma sunshine
Well, I ain't saying
That my life is bad
But Lord, I wish that I only had
The comforts that they can't
Build in machines
Like plenty of space
And room to grow
Air to breathe
And a country road
That leads to some place
Peaceful and serene
Where there were babies
Running naked in the summertime
Clothes out drying
On an old clothesline
Fishing on the lake
With a friend of mine
In the Oklahoma sunshine