Broken Dreams of Oklahoma

Henry was a miner
Way back in 49
When the walls collapsed and crushed his skull
He was a friend of mine
He left his wife in kentucky
Fed her all the same old lies
Of the consequence and second chance
Headed straight for western skies
He met a squaw in shawnee
She was a seminole
They killed her tribe but she survived
Was the battle of the great divide
I was that young man
Now i am past my time
The days are getting shorter
And the nights are getting fine
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set
I am an old man now
Dyin on my days
But ive seen the past and men forgotten
And all those who paid
I was that young man
Now i am past my time
The days are getting shorter
And the nights are getting fine
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set
It was the land of oklahoma
The land of dust and sweat
Where a better man could claim the land
And terms that he set