Passing Through Tulsa - Tom Paxton

Passing thru Tulsa at four in the morning

Crossing the Arkansas one more time

Moon on the river, it’s lower than usual

Can’t get much lower than this gas gauge of mine

All the lights in Tulsa could not warm my heart now

That is something only you would know

I’m passing thru Tulsa at four in the mornin'

But I’ve really got nowhere to go

Stoppin' for gas and a bottle of ice tea

I asked the kid if he’s new around here

He’s up from Dallas;

he moved here in eighty

I had a hell of a future that year

Movin' and shakin', I was always in motion

My name in the papers, a man in the know

Now I’m passing thru Tulsa at four in the morning

But I’ve really got nowhere to go

Sun comin' up in my rear view mirror now

Openin' the wide blue skies

I hope the sun helps me see things clearer now

As mile after meaningless mile roll by

Up in the visor I stash all my photographs

All of them taken a long time ago

You in the swimming pool, you on your bicycle

You on the river at Cape Girardeau

Gone with the Arkansas, swept by the current now

Where you are now only you and God know

Me, I’m passing thru Tulsa at four in the morning

But I’ve really got nowhere to go

Sun’s comin' up in my rear view mirror now

Openin' the wide blue skies

I hope the sun helps me see things clearer now

As mile after meaningless mile roll by

Up in the visor I stash all my photographs

All of them taken a long time ago

You in the swimming pool, you on your bicycle

You on the river at Cape Girardeau

Gone with the Arkansas, swept by the current now

Where you are now only you and God know

Me, I’m passing thru Tulsa at four in the morning

But I’ve really got nowhere to go

I’m passing thru Tulsa at four in the morning

But I’ve really got nowhere to go