E--2--
B--1--
There's that 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.
We travel all over this country wide
playing music by the hour.
Always wear this great big smile
We never do look sour.
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