The Last Trip To Tulsa

SUBMITTED BY: shawn pinsonneault CHORDS:     0      0     3       3           0          3       1           2          2       2           2          0       2           0          x       0           x          x INTRO:         Well I used to drive a cab you know         I heard a siren scream                        Pulled over to the corner                     And I fell into a dream   There were two men eating pennies             And three young girls who cried               The West coast is falling                    I see rocks in the sky.    The preacher took his bible                   And laid it on the stool.                     He said: with the congregation running       Why should I play the fool?          Well I used to be a woman you know          I took you for a ride                        I let you fly my airplane                     It looked good for your pride.                ’Cause you’re the kind of man you know               Who likes what he says.                              I wonder what’s it’s like                            To be so far over my head. Well the lady made the wedding                      And she brought along the ring.                      She got down on her knees                            And said: Let’s get on with this thing.    Well I used to be a folk singer                     Keeping managers alive                              When you saw me on a corner                          And told me I was jive. So I unlocked your mind you know                    To see what I could see.                             If you guarantee the postage                        I’ll mail you back the key.                          Well I woke up in the morning                With an arrow through my nose                There was an Indian in the corner            Tryin’ on my clothes.                     A                                    Well I used to be asleep you know           With blankets on my bed.                     I stayed there for a while                   ’Til they discovered I was dead.   The coroner was friendly                     And I liked him quite a lot.                 If I hadn’t ’ve been a woman                 I guess I’d never have been caught.          They gave me back my house and car           And nothing more was said.                   Well I was driving down the freeway          C                                     When my car ran out of gas.                   Pulled over to the station                    But I was afraid to ask.   The servicemen were yellow                    C                                     And the gasoline was green.                   Although I knew I couldn’t                    I thought that I was gonna scream. That was on my last trip to Tulsa             Just before the snow.                         If you ever need a ride there                                           x4   Be sure to let me know. I was chopping down a palm tree               When a friend dropped by to ask               If I would feel less lonely                   If he helped me swing the axe.                A                             I said: No it’s not a case of being lonely                       We have here                                                     I’ve been working on this palm tree                               For eighty seven years                                            I said: No it’s not a case of being lonely                        We have here                                                      I’ve been working on this palm tree                                For eighty seven years He said: Go get lost!                                              And walked towards his Cadillac.                                   I chopped down the palm tree                                       And it landed on his back.