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