In the dance hall, out in the country,
in Oklahoma, there was much fun.
When I first met her, I was a mooner,
or that sooner, called Okie Blonde.
Okie Blondie, oh pretty baby,
each day you live with the wind and sun.
But when the night falls,
The steel guitar calls you
Each time I see her, I rush to meet her
Just like a shot from my old six -gun
And what a lover I did discover
Beneath the moonlight with Okie Blonde
Okie Blondie, oh pretty baby
Each day you live with the wind and sun
The steel guitar calls you
Hokey Blondie rose off the river,
my reservation is Hokey Blondie.
Okie Bluntie, oh pretty baby
Each day you live with the wind and sun
The steel guitar calls you