Lyrics:

Oh Lord, I wish I had never been stoned
'Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone
Omaha sheriff and his broad gettin' ready for slaughter
They're lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor's daughter
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo', every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
Five miles of road between me and my house
A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy were trackin' me down
Well, I wish I was back at Baton, takin' it easy there
But if a man's gonna eat fried chicken, he's gotta get greasy
Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing
Down in a hollo' every evening you can hear her sing
She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround
Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down
Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all

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