In the Town of TulsaWe drove 80 miles through the glowing sandMy 37 Chevy was shooting steamComing up the hills just east of Paul NealBut I wouldn't miss the dance on a Saturday nightFor all of them Chevys in the Detroit lineI can hear that music in my earsI'm ready to go and I'm shifting my gearSo just pass me the biscuits and give me your handYou know you're my honey and you know I'm your manListen to that fiddler make a thingAnd hear the pretty hot licks of a guitar ringWell, I've got no trouble and I'm feeling no painGot all that good music flowing in my veinsLet the light crust go, boys, and old Pappy DanPlay us a song that we'll never forgetNow they say times are rough and that money is tightBut I don't care, I don't care, I don't careOn a Saturday nightI got no money but I can't sing bluesWhen I feel like dancing way down in my shoesWas in the town of Tulsa about 30 years agoAt King's Academy down in old OklahomaWell, the dust was blowing but the music was rightAnd Dougie B. O. Daniels played all nightPlay it, Pappy Dan!Pappy Dan, Pappy Dan, Pappy DanPlay it, Pappy Dan, Pappy Dan