Lyrics:

Oh, Lord I wish I had never been stoned
'Cause when I get high I can't leave those women alone
Omaha sheriff and his boys getting' ready to slaughter
Lookin' for the man who turned on the mayor's daughter
Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah
You know a funky butt a-showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, y'all
Five miles o' road between me and the hounds
A rosey throat sheriff and his deputies trackin'me down
Wish I was back in Macon takin' it easy
'Cause when a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's a-gonna get a-greasy
Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah
You know a funky butt a-showed me the Funky Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you all
Omaha honey had a hold on a hell of a thing, yeah
Down in the holler ev'ry evenin' you could hear her sing, yeah
You know a funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on then turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, she taught me how to love, you all