Tulsa - Elle King & Miranda Lambert

You should stay real close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind You should come back to our place, baby Don't be afraid of our love On the second floor, darling In the second flat, hurry up 'Cause down in Arkansas, the stores are all closed The kids in their hoodies, they dance super slow We're white-hot forever And only God knows You should stay that close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind We'll be white-hot forever We're white-hot forever We'll be white-hot forever and ever and ever, amen Could I come back to the ranch, baby? I had to get away for a while Just to rest my nerves, darling Can I make you laugh with a smile? You knew when you chose me I was nothing but ordinary And now the wind's blowing Reminding you of what you know You should stay real close to Jesus Keep that bottle at your hand, my man Find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind We'll be white-hot forever White-hot forever White-hot forever and ever and ever, the end White-hot forever White-hot forever White-hot forever and ever and ever, amen You should stay real close to Jesus (If you don't pray, you'll never learn) (You know what I'm saying?) find your way back to my bed again Sing me like a Bible hymn We should go back to Arkansas (I like living here) Trade this body for that can of Gin Like a little piece of heaven No more candle in the wind

Theres a girl with the red dress on Some folks call her Dinah Stoled my heart away from me Way down in Louisiana Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry The big bee sucks the blossom And the little bee makes the honey Poor man throws the cotton And the rich man makes the money Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Would can talk to Susy, would can talk to Susy Would can talk to Susy, now can talk to Susy Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Always wear this great big smile We never do look sour We travel all over this country wide Playing music by the hour Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way