Bruce Springsteen — My Oklahoma Home Live in Dublin

[Audience in bold] When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip Wanted some place to call my home And so I made the race, and I staked me out a place And I settled down along the Cimarron It blowed away, blowed away, it blowed away, blowed away Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there Now my Oklahoma home is blown away Come on! Well, I planted wheats and oats, had some chickens and some shoats Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face I got a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cow And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place Well, it blowed away, blowed away, it blowed away, blowed away All the crops that I've planted blown away Well, you can’t grow any grain if you ain't got any rain Everything except my mortgage blown away Soozie Tyrell! Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there Figured I was all set for life I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest Then I went to town to pick me out a wife She blowed away, blowed away, she blowed away, blowed away My Oklahoma woman blown away Mister, as I bent to kiss her, she was swooped up by a twister My Oklahoma woman's blown away Come on, Charlie! Then I was left alone, and just listening to the moan Of the wind around the corners of my shack I took off down the road where the south wind blowed And I traveled with the wind upon my back I blowed away, blowed away, I blowed away, blowed away Yeah, chasin’ that dust cloud up ahead Once it looked so green and fair, now it's up in the air My Oklahoma farm is over head Slam, Charles! I'm always close to home, it don't matter where I roam Oklahoma dust is everywhere Makes no difference where I'm walkin', I can hear my chickens squawkin' I can hear my wife talking in the air It blowed away, blowed away, it blowed away, blowed away Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away My home, Sir, 's always near, it’s up in the atmosphere My Oklahoma home is blown away Kick, banjo! I’m a roam'n Oklahoman, and I’m always close to home Never get homesick until I die No matter where I'm found, yeah, my home is all around My Oklahoma home's in the sky It blowed away, blowed away, it blowed away, blowed away My farm down on the Cimarron Now all around the world wherever dust is swirled There's some from my Oklahoma home It’s blown away, blown away, it's blown away, blown away My Oklahoma home is blown away It's up there in the sky in that dust cloud by and by My Oklahoma home's blown away It's blown away, blown away, it's blown away, blown away Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away It's up there in the sky in that dust cloud by and by My Oklahoma home is in the sky Marty Rifkin on the steel guitar!