Tulsa Turnaound Songtext
von Kenny Rogers
Tulsa Turnaound Songtext
Oh Lord, I wish I had never been stoned
′Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone
Omaha sheriff and his broad gettin′ ready for slaughter
They're lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor′s daughter
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo′, every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
Five miles of road between me and my house
A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy were trackin′ me down
Well, I wish I was back at Baton, takin' it easy there
But if a man′s gonna eat fried chicken, he's gotta get greasy
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo′ every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo' every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y′all
′Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone
Omaha sheriff and his broad gettin′ ready for slaughter
They're lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor′s daughter
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo′, every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
Five miles of road between me and my house
A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy were trackin′ me down
Well, I wish I was back at Baton, takin' it easy there
But if a man′s gonna eat fried chicken, he's gotta get greasy
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo′ every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo' every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y′all
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