Hank Thompson — Homesick Lonesome Hillbilly Okie

I'm a homesick lonesome hillbilly okie Lonesome for the Cookson hills I came up north here To work in the factory To make a bunch of dollar bills But I met a little gal She was working in the factory And now she's my loving wife We got ourselves some half-Yankee babies And I'm stranded here for life Blue skies of Oklahoma Stop calling to me Cause smokey old smoke stacks Are all I'll ever see I get to work forty hours Every week in the factory Then I just get by I'm a homesick lonesome hillbilly okie And I will be till I die Once I started in to save myself a little money In case I get to go back But before I got my debts all paid The union called a strike Then the doggone credit came so easy But the payments came so high I'm a homesick lonesome hillbilly okie And I will be till I die Blue skies of Oklahoma Stop calling to me Cause in this big old city The freeway is all that's free I get to work forty hours Every week at the factory Then I just get by I'm a homesick lonesome hillbilly okie And I will be till I die Well, I'm a homesick lonesome hillbilly okie And I will be till I die