Tell Me Something Bad About Tulsa - George Strait

Love is so beautiful when everything is fine

But when it is like yours and mine

It lives and dies at least ten thousand times

Tell me something bad about Tulsa

How those old oil wells smell in the wind

Tell me something bad about Tulsa

So I won’t have to go back

Believing I belong there again

Eyes as blue as Tulsa skis

I kept getting lost in when I met her

Hair like Oklahoma sand

I could run my hands through forever

But all good things must end

All rivers have to bend

But I keep runnin' out

And she keeps pullin' me back in

Tell me something bad about Tulsa

How those old oil wells smell in the wind

Tell me something bad about Tulsa

So I won’t have to go back

Believing I belong there again

Tell me all the bad things about Tulsa

So I won’t have to go back

Believing I belong there again