Take Me Back to Tulsa

All fiddles now
Take me back to Tulsa
Ah, yes
Ah George, tell them about it
There's that gal with the red dress on
Some folks call her Dinah
Stole my heart away from me
Way down in Louisiana
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Well, she went down to the railway tracks
And I went there to meet her
She pulled up her petticoat
Then I pulled out for Tulsa
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Ah, chase it Roberts, yeah
Come in here, Larry
Mmm, would I like to Tulsa?
You bet your boots that I would (right)
Drop me off in Archer
And I'll ease right down to Greenwood
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Ah yeah, why it's Cindy, all good, ah
Ah
Ah, yeah
Ah, give it Dennis
Walk and talk to Susie
Walk and talk to Susie
Walk and talk to Susie
Walk and talk to Susie
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
All together now, fiddles
Look out Willie
Always wear a great big smile
Never do look sour (that's right)
Travel all over the country, playing music by the hour
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to wed thee