E Before I woke up this mornin', I done knew where he went A He hid the keys to my car, smoked my last cigarette B Well, that good-for-nothin’ mothertruckin' son of a gun E D# D I don't need to know her name C# B A G E ’cause I can tell you which one Chorus: E He went back to Tulsa A Put some miles on that adios Tacoma B And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think E D# D But if you spell it back-to-front, C# B A G E you gonna know what I mean Bet he's thinkin' that I'm cryin’, couldn’t be more wrong He done got his ass kicked out, he did it all on his own I took every last bit and threw it out in the grass He can pick up his shit if he ever comes back Chorus: He went back to Tulsa Put some miles on that adios Tacoma And I ain't talkin’ Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back-to-front, you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa Hon, you done me a favor and I ain't angry with you Babe, there’s millions of Tulsas and you'll be singin' this soon I hate to break it to ya, but you're 'bout to find out He's a real P.O.S. and he's your problem now Chorus: He went back to Tulsa (Where'd he go?) Put some miles on that adios Tacoma You know that I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back-to-front, you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa Put some miles on that adios Tacoma And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'Cause it ain't what you think But if you spell it back-to-front, you gonna know what I mean He went back to Tulsa (Woo, woo) I hope he stays there | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C# D D# E G B |