Well my name is Lee, just like my Pa
I was born on a Saturday in Arkansas
When the sky was black
And the trees stood still
And nothing breathed but the whippoorwill

Well the roads stay dirt or mud around here
It depends on the weather and the time of year
But I'll run them all 'til the rivers thaw
Every last road in Arkansas

And if The Devil dreams in color
Then why's the world so grey?
And if Heaven's up above
Why do we all look down
To pray?

You can work for the county or for yourself
To keep cash in the can on the pantry shelf
You can break your back
Or break the law
Here in the belly of Arkansas

And if The Devil dreams in color
Then why's the world so grey?
And if Heaven's up above
Why do we all look down
To pray?

You can damn your youth and waste your life
Have a couple babies, be a real good wife
Or you can fire two rounds
Before they draw
Either way you'll die in Arkansas

Either way you'll die in Arkansas

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