Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kenny Rogers
Chant
Bobby Daniels
Batterie
Edgar Struble
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Larry Collins
Paroles/Composition
Alex Harvey
Paroles/Composition
Paul Cotton
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Larry Butler
Production
Billy Sherrill
Ingénierie de prise de son
Glenn Meadows
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
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
Writer(s): Alex Harvey, Larry Collins
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