OK, John, you name it.All right. Uh-oh, you shouldn't have asked me that.How about Oklahoma Walls?Shanky.It happened in old OklahomaOne night, meet the beautifulLove blossomed in old OklahomaTwo hearts were beating in tuneLove faded away with the dawnAnd left me here all aloneLeft me too fine for my darlingMy darling that once was my ownMoon's sailing on highPlease shine down with your lightMoon's shining on highWhere is my darling tonight?Oh, send her my loveTell her I'm pining awayWaiting in old OklahomaAnd hoping she'll come back somedayI was thinking you're going to do your good break on that.No, I'm not going to give Ken the best we've got.Uh-oh. That's a shrewd businessman.I wrote Oklahoma Walls and gave it away, like I was telling you.I grew to regret it, so I decided to write Cherokee Wallsand I wrote it just backwards from Oklahoma Walls.Did you ever figure that out?Instead of starting in G first, I started in D.Way out in old OklahomaIn the land of the blue CimarronI found an Indian maidenAnd I called her my Cherokee formWe loved, we courted each otherAnd we named our own wedding dayAnd the great white spirit up yonderTook my Cherokee flower awaySweet Cherokee maidenI'll watch for you in the starsEach night on the prairieI'm alone with a strumming guitarThree tunes they are playingReminds me of someone I loveSo I'll send a song to the heavensAnd I'll call it my Cherokee WallsHow's that knowledge?That's the point.