Text: Glen Campbell. Arkansas.

Arkansas, land of opportunity
Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
Prettiest place I ever saw
Was back home in Arkansas

All those boyhood memories
Lakes and rivers and Backwood trees
Gentle mountains, it reached to the sky
Oh, how I hated to say goodbye to

Arkansas, land of opportunity
Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
Prettiest place I ever saw
Was back home in Arkansas

Dirt roads that lead nowhere
Except the houses that need repairing
And front porch people wearing a smile
And they cover every mile of

Arkansas, land of opportunity
Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
Prettiest place I ever saw
Was back home in Arkansas

I can see my Dad back home
Working Park County, sandy lawn
Mama callin' me from the door
Oh, how I wanna go once more to

Arkansas, land of opportunity
Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
Prettiest place I ever saw
Was back home in Arkansas

Arkansas, land of opportunity
Arkansas, oh, what you do to me
Prettiest place I ever saw
Was back home in Arkansas