Tulsa Turnaround - Ver 2

F#m D F#m D D D A D G D E D G D E A Oh Lord I wish I had never been stoned E F#m E A 'Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone G A E Omaha sheriff and his broad gettin' ready for slaughter D A E G A Their lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor's daughter A D E Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing B E G E Down in a hollo', every evening you can hear her sing A C A She said, monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D C D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E C G A E D E C Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-all G D E A Five miles of road between me and my house E A A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy trackin' me down G A E Well I wish I was back at Macon, takin' it easy C D A E But if a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's got to be greasy A D E Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing B E G E Down in a hollo', every evening you can hear her sing A C A She said, monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D C D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E C G A E D E C Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-all A D E Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing B E G E Down in a hollo', every evening you can hear her sing A C A She said, monkey but showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D C D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E C G A E D E C Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love - why'a-all