Tulsa yesterday, tomorrow forever
Today I think I'll take my own sweet time
You can tell by my blues that I'm no beginner
Or just look into my eyes
I learned my lessons in the days back in the dogwood
Left some footprints in the deep red clay
Found my way past the temptations of plenty
Let the sound take me all the way
It's a low down dirty sorrow to know the real pain of love
Some things you own, some you borrow until you let it go
Find a garden let it grow and what you find
Let it shine, let your chariot swing low
West wind blow, my blood runs cold from to much trouble
West wind blow, howl through my bones tonight
Tulsa yesterday, tomorrow forever
Today I think I'll take my own sweet time
You can tell by my shoes that I am a believer
Or just look into my eyes
