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The Last Trip To Tulsa

Neil Young

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INTRO:        
Well I used to drive a cab you know        
I heard a siren scream                       
Pulled over to the corner                    
And I fell into a dream  
There were two men eating pennies            
And three young girls who cried              
The West coast is falling                   
I see rocks in the sky.   
The preacher took his bible                  
And laid it on the stool.                    
He said: with the congregation running      
Why should I play the fool?         
Well I used to be a woman you know         
I took you for a ride                       
I let you fly my airplane                    
It looked good for your pride.               
'Cause you're the kind of man you know              
Who likes what he says.                             
I wonder what's it's like                           
To be so far over my head.
Well the lady made the wedding                     
And she brought along the ring.                     
She got down on her knees                           
And said: Let's get on with this thing.   
Well I used to be a folk singer                    
Keeping managers alive                             
When you saw me on a corner                         
And told me I was jive.
So I unlocked your mind you know                   
To see what I could see.                            
If you guarantee the postage                       
I'll mail you back the key.                         
Well I woke up in the morning               
With an arrow through my nose               
There was an Indian in the corner           
Tryin' on my clothes.                    
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Well I used to be asleep you know          
With blankets on my bed.                    
I stayed there for a while                  
'Til they discovered I was dead.  
The coroner was friendly                    
And I liked him quite a lot.                
If I hadn't 've been a woman                
I guess I'd never have been caught.         
They gave me back my house and car          
And nothing more was said.                  
Well I was driving down the freeway         
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When my car ran out of gas.                  
Pulled over to the station                   
But I was afraid to ask.  
The servicemen were yellow                   
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And the gasoline was green.                  
Although I knew I couldn't                   
I thought that I was gonna scream.
That was on my last trip to Tulsa            
Just before the snow.                        
If you ever need a ride there               
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Be sure to let me know.
I was chopping down a palm tree              
When a friend dropped by to ask              
If I would feel less lonely                  
If he helped me swing the axe.               
A                            
I said: No it's not a case of being lonely                      
We have here                                                    
I've been working on this palm tree                              
For eighty seven years                                           
I said: No it's not a case of being lonely                       
We have here                                                     
I've been working on this palm tree                               
For eighty seven years
He said: Go get lost!                                             
And walked towards his Cadillac.                                  
I chopped down the palm tree                                      
And it landed on his back.

The Last Trip To Tulsa

Neil Young

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