An old house and barn

Some good solid oak

A roof clad with tin

Blowin' in the wind

On some old Missouri backroad

Is where I call my home



She's layin' in a field

She's layin' there until

Stars start to shine

Sneakin' through the pines

In these Ozark hills

'Til God himself gets His fill



I lost my head

When I lost my heart

But I know these dreams

Will never end

Where they start

O Arkansas



Those beautiful hills

The trees standing tall

Cracked county roads

Like rivers that flow

Just a sweet southern drawl

And she is a part of it all



She's walking down a creek

Pebbles are folding

Move beneath her toes

Moon begins to show

Crickets are scolding

They don't know the heart 


She is holding





I lost my head

When I lost my heart

But I know these dreams

Will never end

Where they start

O Arkansas



These fields last forever

Empty and vast

Gentle and rolling

Wind is consoling

Nothing to disturb this cast

Of tall prairie grass



The seed it is sown

Though it's just a hill

She knows where I stand

My caution be damned

And I will now leave these fields

To grow whatever they will



Stories are lost on the young

I'll never know what will be

But it's never too early to write

Our history





I lost my head

When I lost my heart

But I know these dreams

Will never end

Where they start

O Arkansas