| Omaha |
| by C. Carson Parks |
| Verse # 1 Night will fall, ‘fore I get to Omaha Will she care that I hurried to be there Her “Hello” woke me from a sleepless dream Things are never what they seem She wants me back in Omaha. Refrain: Sing tires, carry me home Sing tires, I’ve been too long alone. Verse # 2: Towns go by floating slowly in the air And the sky begins to glare Heading up to Omaha. (Repeat Refrain) Verse # 3 How she cried; needs to have me by her side My love is stronger than my pride And I gotta get back to Omaha. I gotta get back to Omaha. I gotta get back to Omaha. |
| © Greenwood Music Co. |
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