O Arkansas

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