Far Away From Tulsa

Far away from Tulsa Way outside of town Where people can be people and nobody puts you down Just because they don't want you around It's far out in the country Blue skies overhead I've seen it in the movies and in the books I've read This place is real, it's not just in my head This town is a dead-end road Let's leave this behind, let's just get up and go Find a new place to call home Make a new life we can call our own Someplace whеre we can be free Free to dеcide who we wanna be It's all becoming clear A place with open spaces The sounds of whip-poor-wills We could watch the sun set over golden rolling hills A house with flowers on the windowsill And you could read us stories And outside in the yard We'd have ourselves a garden, but we wouldn't work too hard And every night we'd stare up at the stars This town is a dead-end road Let's leave this behind, let's just get up and go Find a new place to call home Make a new life we can call our own Someplace where we can be free Free to decide who we wanna be It's all becoming clear We'd sit around the fire after every day was through We'd be each other's family, Pony, start this life anew This could be a chance to have a place to rest your head You'd wake up every morning in a big old feather bed Like the house I've read in Dickens where the walls are crumbling down I'm tired of blindly watching as we're inching towards the ground "Ponyboy, you're just a dreamer," that's what both my brothers say But it's all there for the taking, just a leap of faith away I've got Great expectations Great expectations Great expectations Great expectations It's all becoming clear There's no way we're going to find that here