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