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