Arkansas (Acoustic)

Leavin’ Nashville like the leaves leaving the trees when the cold comes from the north

Leavin’ Nashville like the leaves leaving the trees when the cold comes from the north

It’s been a year but it’s here, five and some change door to door

Cross the Mississippi, west of Memphis on the go

Four good friends, one damn good black Labrador in tow

Oh Arkansas

We’ll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits

Arkansas

Boys get the guns ready, we’re hunting on Christmas

Levee turns to timber, turns to gravel rolling in

That delta breeze good to see the boys in camo again

Couple drinks down round the fire

But turning in, ‘cause after all

Come sunrise it flies, it dies

When Rob yells kill em all

Oh Arkansas

We’ll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits

Arkansas

Boys get the guns ready, we’re hunting on Christmas

From Stuttgart down to Brinkley

Hatchie Coon on down to here

With guns hung up load up the truck

We’ll see y’all next year

Here in Arkansas

We’ll be there by the morning, hope momma makes biscuits

Oh Arkansas

Boys get the guns ready we’re hunting on Christmas

 

Arkansas

We’ll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits

Arkansas

Boys get the guns ready we’re hunting on Christmas