Tyler Childers - Tulsa Turnaround

Capo: 1st fret

[Intro]
E A E A

[Verse 1]
E A
Oh Lord, I wish I had never been stoned
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
Their lookin’ for the man that turned on the mayor’s daughter

[Chorus]
A D
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
B E
Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing
A
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
D
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
B E A
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y’all

[Instrumental]
E

[Verse 2]
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 Baton, takin’ it easy
D A E
But if a man’s gonna eat fried chicken he’s got to get greasy

[Chorus]
A D
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
B E
Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing
A
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
D
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
B E A
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y’all

[Chorus]
A D
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
B E
Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing
A
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
D
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
B E A
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y’all