Twenty Four Hours From Tulsa by Dusty Springfield

(burt bacharach / hal david)

Dearest, darlin'
I had to write to say that i won't be home anymore
For something happened to me
As i was driving home
And i'm not the same anymore

Oh, i was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
I saw the welcoming light
And stopped to rest for the night

And that is when i saw him
As i pulled in outside of a small hotel
He was there
And so i walked up to him
Asked where i could get something to eat
And he showed me where

Oh, i was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
He took me to the cafe
And he asked me if i would stay
I said "okay"

Oh, i was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
The jukebox started to play
And nighttime turned into day
As we were dancing closely
All of a sudden i lost control as he held me tight
And then he kissed me, caressed me
Told me he would die before he would let me out of his arms

Oh, i was only twenty-four hours from tulsa
Oh, only one day away from your arms
I hate to do this to you
But i've found somebody new
What can i do?
And i could never, never, never go home again