The Last Trip To Tulsa

[ti:The Last Trip To Tulsa] [ar:Neil Young] [al:Neil Young Archives Vol. I] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] The Last Trip To Tulsa - Neil Young 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 youre the kind of man you know Who likes what he says I wonder whats its 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: lets 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 Ill 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 Well I used to be asleep you know With blankets on my bed I stayed there for a while Till they discovered I was dead The coroner was friendly And I liked him quite a lot If I hadnt 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 When my car ran out of gas Pulled over to the station But I was afraid to ask The servicemen were yellow And the gasoline was green Although I knew I couldnt 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 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 I said: no its not a case of being lonely We have here I've been working on this palm tree For eighty seven years I said: no its not a case of being lonely We have here Ive 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