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