| Dearest darlin' I had to write to say that I won’t be home anymore |
| 'cause something happened to me while I was drivin' home |
| And I’m not the same anymore |
| Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa |
| Ah, only one day away from your arms |
| I saw the welcoming light and stopped to rest for the night |
| And that is when I saw him as I pulled in outside of the small motel he was |
| there |
| And so I walked up to him, asked where I could get something to eat |
| And he showed me where. |
| Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa |
| Ah, only one day away from your arms |
| He took me to the café, and he asked if I would stay, I said «OK» |
| Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa |
| Ah, only one day away from your arms |
| The jukebox started to play and night time turned into day as we were dancin' |
| Closely, all of a sudden I lost control as he held me tight |
| And he kissed me, carressed me, told me he die |
| Before he would let me out of his arms arms |
| Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa |
| Ah, only one day away from your arms |
| I hate to do this to you but I love somebody new, what can I do? |
| And I can never, never, never---go home again. |