Tulsa Time Ringtones

Well, I left Oklahoma Driving in a Pontiac Just about to lose my mind I was going to Arizona Maybe on to California Where people all live so fine My mother says I'm crazy My baby calls me lazy But I'm gonna show them all this time 'Cause you know I ain't no fool and I don't need no more damn schoolin' I was born to just walk the line Living on Tulsa Time Living on Tulsa Time Gonna set my watch back to it 'Cause you know that I've been through it Living on Tulsa Time So there I was in Hollywood Thinking I was doing good Talking on the telephone line They don't want me in the movies And nobody sings my songs My mama says "My baby's doing fine" So, then I started winking Then I started thinking That I really had a flash this time.l That I had no bussiness leaving And nobody would be grieving You see I'm on Tulsa time Living on Tulsa Time Living on Tulsa Time Gonna set my watch back to it 'Cause you know that I've been through it Living on Tulsa Time Living on Tulsa Time Living on Tulsa Time Gonna set my watch back to it 'Cause you know that I've been through it Living on Tulsa Time

I left Oklahoma, drivin' in a Pontiac Just about to lose my mind I was goin' on to Arizona maybe on to California Where the people all live so fine My baby said I was crazy, my momma called me lazy I was gonna show 'em all this time 'Cause you know I ain't no fool and I don't need no more schoolin' I was born to just walk the line Livin' on Tulsa time, livin' on Tulsa time Well, you know I've been through it When I set my watch back to it Livin' on Tulsa time Well, there I was in Hollywood, wishin' I was doin' good Talkin' on the telephone line But they don't need me in the movies and nobody sing my songs Guess I'm just wastin' time Then I started thinkin' man, I'm really sinkin' And I really had a flash this time Oh, I had no business leavin' and nobody would be grievin' If I went on back to Tulsa time Livin' on Tulsa time, livin' on Tulsa time Gonna set my watch back to it 'Cause you know I've been through it Livin' on Tulsa time

Before I woke up this morning I done knew where he went He hid the keys to my car Smoked my last cigarette Well that good for nothing Mother truckin' son of a gun I don't need to know her name 'Cause I can tell you which one He went back to Tulsa Put some miles on that adios Tacoma And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back to front you gonna know what I mean Bet he's thinkin' that I'm cryin' Couldn't be more wrong He done got his ass kicked out He did that all on his own I took every last bit And threw it out in the grass He can pick up his shit If he ever comes back He went back to Tulsa Put some miles on that adios Tacoma And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back to front you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa Hun, you done me a favor And I ain't angry with you Babe, there's millions of Tulsas And you'll be singin' this soon I hate to break it to ya But you're 'bout to find out He's a real POS And he's your problem now He went back to Tulsa (bring it up) Put some miles on that adios Tacoma You know that I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back to front you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa Put some miles on that adios Tacoma And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back to front you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa

You should stay real close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind You should come back to our place, baby Don't be afraid of our love On the second floor, darling In the second flat, hurry up 'Cause down in Arkansas, the stores are all closed The kids in their hoodies, they dance super slow We're white-hot forever And only God knows You should stay that close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind We'll be white-hot forever We're white-hot forever We'll be white-hot forever and ever and ever, amen Could I come back to the ranch, baby? I had to get away for a while Just to rest my nerves, darling Can I make you laugh with a smile? You knew when you chose me I was nothing but ordinary And now the wind's blowing Reminding you of what you know You should stay real close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind We'll be white-hot forever White-hot forever White-hot forever and ever and ever, the end White-hot forever White-hot forever White-hot forever and ever and ever, amen You should stay real close to Jesus (If you don't pray, you'll never learn) (You know what I'm saying?) find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas (I like living here) Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind

Theres a girl with the red dress on Some folks call her Dinah Stoled 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 The big bee sucks the blossom And the little bee makes the honey Poor man throws the cotton And the rich man makes the money Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Would can talk to Susy, would can talk to Susy Would can talk to Susy, now can talk to Susy Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Always wear this great big smile We never do look sour We travel all over this country wide 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

Love is so beautiful When everything is fine But when it is like hers and mine And lives and dies at least ten thousand times Tell me something bad about Tulsa How those old oil wells smell in the wind Tell me something bad about Tulsa So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again Eyes as blue as Tulsa skies I kept getting lost in when I met her Hair like Oklahoma sand I could run my hands through forever But all good things must end All rivers have to bend I keep running But she keeps pulling me back in Tell me something bad about Tulsa How those old oil wells smell in the wind Tell me something bad about Tulsa So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again Tell me something bad about Tulsa So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again...