Tulsa
Gorgeous hills chock full of trees
And a sandy river as pretty as you please.
That's Tulsa.
Beneath a sky wide as a cowboy's smile
And art deco that screams out Sooner style.
That's Tulsa.
Where people just love to say "Hello!"
And pick a man up when he's feeling low.
That's Tulsa.
That's my hometown.
That's Tulsa.
Still newly born as most cities go,
Yet hardened by fire from age-old foes.
That's Tulsa.
Coming together to set the stage
And find itself in this modern age.
That's Tulsa.
Where freedom reigns to say what you mean,
Believe what you want, and live out your dream.
That's Tulsa.
That's my hometown.
That's Tulsa.
Have you ever wanted to just get away,
Lean back, and enjoy your day?
That's what they do each and every day in Tulsa.
With miles of parks just winding around
Shady streams making such sweet sounds...
That's Tulsa.
Where hurricanes rise all year-round
To build a future on solid ground.
That's Tulsa.
At the center of the Mother Road,
The end of the rainbow's pot of gold...
That's Tulsa.
That's my hometown.
That's Tulsa.
Laying down roots in Tulsa.
Yes, that's my hometown, Tulsa!
-- Words and music copyright
September 2013, Kirby Lee Davis
