OKIE FROM MUSKOGEE 

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee,
We don't take no trips on LSD;
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street,
But, We love livin' right, and bein' free.

We don't make a party out of lovin',
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo;
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy,
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball;
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.

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Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear,
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen;
A football's still the roughest thing on campus,
And the kids here still respect the college dean.

Now, I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
A place where even squares can have a ball;
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,
White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.

White lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all...

OL' FRANK 

She was just 17 but she was all woman when Ol' Frank slipped the ring on her hand. My God he was wealthy, owned half of the county, but he'd never see 60 again. After 10 years of Heaven and long nights of love his ole heart couldn't keep up the pace. But friends you can bet that he had no regrets. Ol' Frank ran one Hell of a race.

CHORUS:
She cried all the way to the chapel, like she really cared for Ol' Frank. She cried all the way to the grave where he lay. Then she smiled all the way to the bank.

He had bought her big diamonds and long limousines as she taught him what happiness meant. Lord he spent a fortune on his prized possession. And to him she was worth every cent. Now Ol' Frank is gone and the whole town's still talkin'. They think what she did is a disgrace. There are many who think that she killed poor Ol' Frank but he died with a smile on his face.

REPEAT CHORUS
She cried all the way to the grave where he lay. Then she smiled all the way to the bank.

OL' GEORGE STOPPED DRINKIN' TODAY 

Me and the bottle
Have always been friends
Oh we've had a few ol' nasty fights
But the bottle would always win
And when I go to answer that final curtain call
I can hear these words bein' whispered by all:
(chorus)
Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
They're all gonna gather round me
Lord I wish they could hear me say
No more income taxes
No more bills to pay
Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
Down in Mississippi
The highway patrol
Will read it in the paper
And say,

OL' KING KONG 

[G] Well ol? King Kong was a helluva gorilla
he [C] stood four stories [G] tall
they shot him with missles from aeroplanes
but [D] he refused to fall
with [G] Faye Ray in the palm of his hand
he?ll [C] walk right over the [G] world
?cause just like me he would do anything
[C] just to keep his [G] girl

Yeah, [C] ol? King Kong was just a little monkey
com-[G]-pared to my love for you
if [D] you treat right, every night
and [C] to do what you wanted [D] to
[G] I said it?s bigger than both of us
and [C] now you know it?s [G] true
ol? King Kong was just a little monkey
com-[C]-pared to my love for [G] you

[G] Now when King Kong met Godzilla
he [C] made that lizard [G] crawl
it wasn?t until he put his woman down
that she [D] saw those big tears fall
and [G] when you?re walking next to me
I [C] swear I can fill his [G] shoes
ol? King Kong was just a litttle monkey
[C] compared to my love for [G] you

ol? King Kong was just a litttle monkey
[C] compared to my love for [G] you

OL' RED 

Caught my wife with another man
Now I'm doin' ninety-nine
At a prison down in Georgia
Close to the Florida line.

I've been here for twelve long years
And I finally made the warder my friend
So he sentenced me to a life of ease
Takin' care of ol' Red.

Now ol' red he's a dangerous dog
This old boy has ever seen
He's got a nose that can smell a two day trail
Lord, he's a four legged tracking machine.

Just consider yourself mighty lucky
To get past the gators and the quicksand beds
But all these years that I've been here
Ain't nobody got past Red.

Hear the warder say,
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun
Get my latern, get my gun
Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun.

I payed off a guard and he slipped out a letter
To my cousin in Tennessee
And he brought down me a blue tick hound
Lord, she was pretty as she could be.

They penned her up in the swampland
About a mile just south of the gate
And when I take ol' Red for his evening run
And I'd just drop him off and wait.

Hear the warder say,
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun
Get my latern, get my gun
Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun.

Now old red got use to seein'
This little lady.there every night
So I kept him away for three or fours days
And waited till the time got right.

I made my run with the evening sun
And I smiled when I heard 'em let him out
'Cause I headed north to Tennessee
And ol' Red was a-headed south.

I hear the warder say,
Come on somebody why don't you run
Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun
Get my latern, get my gun
Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun.

Now, there's red hair blue ticks dogs in the south
Love got me in there and love got me out...

OLD BLUE TOMORROW 

The rope on the swing and the pine tree is rotten
The old climbin' tree house has long been forgotten
The ones who were raised here don't come any more
And all blue tomorrow is here at my door.

These hard workin' hands now calloused with age
The lines on my face are a well written page
My footsteps are feeble and I can't hardly see
For old blue tomorrow done caught up with me.

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The hair of my head is white as the snow
And so many loved ones have gone on before
But I won't be alone as I make my last stand
For old blue tomorrow is holdin' my hand.

The sun soon no longer will shine on my face
The bushes and bramble will take this old place
And wait for the doorway, wait for the call
For old blue tomorrow has won after all.

Old blue tomorrow has won after all...

OLD BRUSH ARBORS 

(Old Brush Arbors by the of the road)
I remember them so clearly mom and dad loved them so dearly
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where I learned about salvation from the book of revelations
In an arbor by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
It was in those old brush arbors troubled souls found peaceful harbors
Brush arbors by the side of the road
Many times I have departed from the way of life I started
In an arbor by the side of the road
But each time the devil's caught me I remembered what they taught me
In brush arbors by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where the mighty light of God's great mercy flowed
There was prayin' shoutin' singin' till the country side was ringin'
Brush arbors by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the of the road

OLD COUNTRY CHURCH 

(Pamela)
There's a place dear to me where I'm longing to be
With my friends at the old country church
Where with mother I went and our Sundays were spent
With our friends at the old country church.

(Porter)
As a small country boy how my heart would leap with joy
When I knelt at that old country church
There was Jesus above and His wonderful love
Saved my soul in the old country church.

(Both)
Precious years of memory
Oh, what joy they bring to me
How I long once more to be
With my friends at the old country church.

--- Instrumental ---

(Pamela)
How I wish that today all the people would pray
As they did at the old country church
(Porter)
If they'd only confess Jesus surely would bless
As He did in that old country church.

(Both)
Precious years of memory
Oh, what joy they bring to me
How I long once more to be
With my friends at the old country church.

How I long once more to be
With my friends at the old country church...

OLD FASHIONED SINGING 

I just love that good old gospel singing I'll Fly Away's my favorite song
I just love that good old time religion this old world has gone without it much too long
Oh how I love to sing and tell when they ring those golden bells
And I just can't stand in one place when they sing Amazing Grace
I just love that good old country preaching
This old world has gone without it much too long

Yes I love them good old fashioned gathering where all of God's children came to pray
And oh how I really miss those old brush arbors
How I wish we had more of these days today
Oh how I love to sing and tell...

OLD OLD HOUSE 

There's an old old house that once was a mansion
On a hill overlookin' the town
Where time's left a wreckage where once was a beauty
And soon the old house will tumble down

When the leaves begin to fall in the autumn
And the raindrops drip from the trees
There's an old old man who walks in the garden
And his head is bowed in memory.

They say he built the mansion for the love of a woman
And they planned to be married in the fall
But her love wilted in the last days of summer
The house stood empty after all.