[Verse 1]
In the hills of Oklahoma, there's a legend about a man
Who roamed the Indian country ever since the rush for land
Firewater was his business, some say his name was Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Chorus]
From Muskogee to Okmulgee, then to Lawton and Shawnee
Old Luke sold to thirsty squatters, traded skin with the Pawnee
Whether Indian or paleface, didn't matter to old Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Verse 2]
Luke had built a reputation with both outlaw and the law
He was quick with his bootlegging, even quicker on thе draw
Many an Oklahoma lawman found how fast that he could shoot
Then they'd gеt a dying snort from the bottle in his boot
[Chorus]
Tulsa, Oklahoma City, none too big and none too small
Treating everybody equal, he believed in drinks for all
Whether Indian or paleface, didn't matter to old Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Interlude]
In the hills of Oklahoma, there's a legend about a man
Who roamed the Indian country ever since the rush for land
Firewater was his business, some say his name was Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Chorus]
From Muskogee to Okmulgee, then to Lawton and Shawnee
Old Luke sold to thirsty squatters, traded skin with the Pawnee
Whether Indian or paleface, didn't matter to old Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Verse 2]
Luke had built a reputation with both outlaw and the law
He was quick with his bootlegging, even quicker on thе draw
Many an Oklahoma lawman found how fast that he could shoot
Then they'd gеt a dying snort from the bottle in his boot
[Chorus]
Tulsa, Oklahoma City, none too big and none too small
Treating everybody equal, he believed in drinks for all
Whether Indian or paleface, didn't matter to old Luke
He had a sixgun 'neath his topcoat and a bottle in his boot
[Interlude]
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