C
Where 69 meets 40,
There’s a single stop light town,
F
And back when I was really young,
Am G
Part of that burned down,
C
On any given Friday night,
We’d drive a hundred miles,
F
Between the Sonic and the Grocery Store,
Am G
Laughin’ all the while,
Am G
With as many friends as I could pack,
F
In my daddy’s Ford,
Am G F C
But I ain’t in Checotah anymore.
C
My hotel in Manhattan,
F
Holds more people than our town,
C
And what I just paid for dinner,
G
Would be a down payment on a house,
Am G
I’d rather be tippin’ cows in Tulsa,
F
Then hailing cabs here in New York,
Am G F C
But I ain’t in Checotah anymore.
Chorus:
F
I’m in a world so wide,
C
It makes me feel small sometimes,
Am G
I miss the big blue skies,
F
The Oklahoma kind.
C
In a world of long red carpets,
F
The bright lights of Hollywood,
C
All the paparazzi flashin’
G
Can make a girl feel pretty good,
Am G
You can get anything you want here,
F
Except a Wal-Mart store,
Am G F C
But I ain’t in Checotah anymore.
Chorus:
F
I’m in a world so wide,
C
It makes me feel small sometimes,
Am G
I miss the big blue skies,
F
The Oklahoma kind.
G
Where the Wildcats beat the Ironheads,
Old Settler’s day and the Okrafest,
After prom down at the bowling lanes,
Catchin’ crappy fish in Eufaula lake,
Am G F Fsus4
I ain’t in Checotah anymore.
F C Fsus4 F G
Oh Yeah…
Chorus:
F
I’m in a world so wide,
C
It makes me feel small sometimes,
Am G
I miss the big blue skies,
F
The Oklahoma kind,
Am G F
But I ain’t in Checotah,
Am G F
No I ain’t in Checotah,
Am G F
Oh, there’s nothing like Oklahoma.
C
Where 69 meets 40,
There’s a single stoplight town
