It seems like we started
Just like a million more before
Hot and whole hearted
Out of the panel to the floor
I was a loser
I used to mine these streets for gold
Out till the daybreak
Watching my sweet life going old
Wait up my records
And tortured I sing
Can't face my relations
I lost everything
And she's gone to Oklahoma
I don't know where that is
She's gone to Oklahoma
And there's no chance she's ever coming back
Out in the alley
I pitch a nickel at the ground
Ghosts on the waters
Seems I'm the only soul around
Wait up my records
And tortured I sing
Can't face my relations
I lost everything
And she's gone to Oklahoma
I don't know where that is
She's gone to Oklahoma
And there's no chance she's ever coming back