Oh, the green room was shrouded In a cloud of purple haze The studio was crowded Lord, it was one of those Chicago days She said "Man, don't be nervous You just talk right straight at me The staff is at your service And the truth will set you free" The truth will set you free She said "Welcome please a risin' star From Nashville, Tennessee He sings and picks a bad guitar" And then she introduced me She rolled 'em right to the ceilin' I was about to climb the wall She asked me how I'd been feelin' So I told it all I told it, baby Oprah cried She says "Son, I thought I'd heard it all" Tears runnin' down her make-up I thought she was gonna breakup As I told 'bout the things I swore I'd always hide Oprah cried She was bored of all my glories And she yawned at my war stories But when I talked about you and me She cried Oprah cried Bless her heart, she cried Oprah cried I went on and said "If it hadn't been for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all" Dreams and schemes all run amok And she continued to squall I tried to change to subject And the audience sat there spellbound My private life went public And I was hell bound Oprah cried She said "Son, I thought I'd heard it all" Tears runnin' down her make-up I thought she was gonna breakup As I told about the things I swore I'd always hide Mm-mm Oprah cried She was bored of all my glories And she yawned at my war stories But when I talked about you and me She cried Oprah cried Bless her heart, she cried Oprah cried Oh, she cried Oprah cried