| When I was a young man barely seventeen
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| I went on out to Hollywood chasing my dream
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| And dusty Oklahoma was all I’d ever seen
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| And I was getting older
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| The memories of the greyhound
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| Fade and quickly pass
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| In the lonely restaurant windows
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| And the empty hourglass
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| Reflect the human hunger
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| For the questions never asked
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| And I only had my time for spending
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| But I’m goin' on back to Tulsa just one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on back to Tulsa just one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on back to Tulsa just one more time
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| I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind
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| Oh, I’m growing younger now
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| And how I just don’t know
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| But the feeling’s much more happy
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| And life it’s nice and slow
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| The past is just some photographs
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| Of the good friends that I know
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| And my love is so much better
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| Yes it is
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| Yeah, I’m goin' on back to Tulsa one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on down to Tulsa just one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on back to Tulsa one more time
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| Oh, I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind
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| I’m goin' on back to Tulsa one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on down to Tulsa just one more time
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| Yes, I’m goin' on back to Tulsa one more time
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| Yeah, I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind |