There's a highway cross the prairie there's a jet trail cross the sky There's a pain in me from the things I see And I'm just too tired to care awhile Like a loco weed I grow crazy like the cactus I grow wild Well there's true then there's dreams that I'm stucking between Left with the emptiness inside
The Oklahoma wind just keeps on blowing It never stops the thing that just keeps growing Lord if I could have my way I'd be just like my friend Like the Oklahoma wind Uh huh huh like the Oklahoma wind
Tumbleweeds roll through the city city trucks roll through the plains Sadness rolls through me cause I long to be free And I know that I'll never break these chains Like a loco weed I grow crazy like the cactus I grow wild Well there's truth and there's dreams that I'm stucking between Left with the emptiness inside