Arkansas Boy I was raised in Arkansas but I was born in San Antonio My fam'ly moved to Arkansas when I was five years old Well, we moved from town to town, before we finally settled down We ate pinto beans and cornbread; most the time that's how I was fed, But I ain't no hick, just an Arkansas boy And Arkansas is my pride and joy. I went to school every single week day Till I got tired of having bad grades I quit after the ninth grade in school And I guess back then, I might've been a fool But I ain't no hick, just an Arkansas boy And Arkansas is my pride and joy. Nowadays I have a fam'ly of my own I have sons nearly almost grown And Arkansas's where they choose to live And a prettier place God couldn't-a give... Yes, Arkansas is a pretty state But there are some things that I hate But every place has got its faults That's just the way I was taught But I ain't no hick, just an Arkansas boy And Arkansas is my pride and joy. This song came to me after hearing a Neil Diamond song called "(I Ain't No Hippie, Just a) New York Boy" and thought I would create my own thoughts. Written April, 1977 -- Patrick
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