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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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You see that girl with the red dress on, |
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Some folks call her Dinah |
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Stoled my heart away from me |
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Way down in Louisiana |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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The big bee sucks the blossom |
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And the little bee makes the honey |
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Poor man throws the cotton |
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And the rich man makes the money |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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We travel all over this country wide |
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Playing music by the hour |
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Always wear this great big smile |
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We never do look sour |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Would I go... |
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You ... |
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Let me off ... |
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And I'll walk down to Greenwood |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
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Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry |
