In the Town of Tulsa
We drove 80 miles through the glowing sand
My 37 Chevy was shooting steam
Coming up the hills just east of Paul Neal
But I wouldn't miss the dance on a Saturday night
For all of them Chevys in the Detroit line
I can hear that music in my ears
I'm ready to go and I'm shifting my gear
So just pass me the biscuits and give me your hand
You know you're my honey and you know I'm your man
Listen to that fiddler make a thing
And hear the pretty hot licks of a guitar ring
Well, I've got no trouble and I'm feeling no pain
Got all that good music flowing in my veins
Let the light crust go, boys, and old Pappy Dan
Play us a song that we'll never forget
Now they say times are rough and that money is tight
But I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
On a Saturday night
I got no money but I can't sing blues
When I feel like dancing way down in my shoes
Was in the town of Tulsa about 30 years ago
At King's Academy down in old Oklahoma
Well, the dust was blowing but the music was right
And Dougie B. O. Daniels played all night
Play it, Pappy Dan!
Pappy Dan, Pappy Dan, Pappy Dan
Play it, Pappy Dan, Pappy Dan