Where's that gal with the red dress on
Some folks call her Dinah
Stole my heart away from me
Way down in LouisianaTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryWould you like to go to Tulsa?
And you can bet your boots, I would
Oh, just let me off at Archer
And I'll walk down to GreenwoodTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryWell, the little bee sucks the blossom
But the big bee gets the honey
Little man picks the cotton
But the big man gets the moneyTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryOhh, would you talk now
Horn hay from Nashville
One more time y'allShe went down to Tulsa
That's where she told me to meet her
She pulled up her petticoat
And I pulled out for well, well, wellTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryWell, who's that gal with the blue dress on
Man, ain't that a mini
Oh, Didn't you ain't got anyTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryWalkin' talkin' Suzy
Walkin' talkin' Suzy
Walkin' talkin' Suzy
Walkin' talkin' SuzyTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marryTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to wed theeTake me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa
I'm too young to marry