Lyrics:

Well, me and Roy NicholsAnd a couple other fellows in the bandWe got to talking it overThought we''d take off a little time, if we canI don''t mean to say I''m quittingI''m just tired of making love to a telephoneI''m coming home, if I can find me a flight this morning, manThe Okie from Muskogee is coming homeIt has been twenty years of travelingTwenty years of living out on the roadLearning these chords and learning these songsAnd paying up all these dues they say I oweAnd I may always be a ramblerAnd never lose the urge to roamI''m coming home, if I can find me a flight this morning, manThe Okie from Muskogee is coming home