| Arkansas, land of opportunity
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| Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
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| Prettiest place I ever saw
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| Was back home in Arkansas
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| All those boyhood memories
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| Lakes and rivers and Backwood trees
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| Gentle mountains, it reached to the sky
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| Oh, how I hated to say goodbye to Arkansas, land of opportunity
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| Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
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| Prettiest place I ever saw
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| Was back home in Arkansas
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| Dirt roads that lead nowhere
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| Except the houses that need repairing
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| And front porch people wearing a smile
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| And they cover every mile of Arkansas, land of opportunity
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| Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
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| Prettiest place I ever saw
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| Was back home in Arkansas
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| I can see my Dad back home
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| Working Park County, sandy lawn
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| Mama callin' me from the door
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| Oh, how I wanna go once more to Arkansas, land of opportunity
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| Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
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| Prettiest place I ever saw
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| Was back home in Arkansas
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| Arkansas, land of opportunity
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| Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
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| Prettiest place I ever saw
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| Was back home in Arkansas |