Sun peeks up over the red bluff    And it's sure enough a purty site    There's a light fog rising out at the south draw    And I just saw a herd of deer run back      It's a custom made morning from an old friend    Think I'll ride around the ranch and take it all in      I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston    Chicago, St. Louis, and LA    I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities    But God's in Oklahoma today      There's a warm breeze blowin through the winter wheat    Things are turnin green and that rivers right    Gonna hook up the Johnboat    Throw in a zip coat    Hit that honey hole and way the line    Never know when he'll come passing through like this again    Think I'll take the afternoon and spend it with him      I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston,    Chicago, St. Louis, and LA    I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities    But God's in Oklahoma today      Keepin this world turnin' must be some kind of job    But that sunset that I'm a lookin' at is just plain showin' off      I feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston,    Seattle, the Big Apple, and LA    Yeah I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities but God's in Oklahoma today    God's in Oklahoma today       Feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston, God's in Oklahoma today      Feel bad for folks in Austin, Birmingham, and Boston, God's in Oklahoma today