Capo: 1st fret [Intro] E A E A [Verse 1] E A Oh Lord, I wish I had never been stoned E A 'Cause when I get high I can't leave the women alone G A E Omaha Sheriff and his broad gettin' ready for slaughter D A E Their lookin' for the man that turned on the mayor's daughter [Chorus] A D Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing B E Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing A She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E A Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all [Instrumental] E [Verse 2] E A Five miles of road between me and my house E A A rosy-throat sheriff and his deputy trackin' me down G A E Well, I wish I was back at Baton, takin' it easy D A E But if a man's gonna eat fried chicken he's got to get greasy [Chorus] A D Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing B E Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing A She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E A Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all [Chorus] A D Omaha honey, had a hold on a hell of a thing B E Down in a holler, every evening you can hear her sing A She said, funky butt showed me the Tulsa Turnaround D Stepped on my toes, turned me on and turned me down B E A Fit me like a hand in a glove, taught me how to love, y'all
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