The State Of Arkansas
- The Almanac Singers
Key: D D ·
Orig: D ·
Capo:
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Time: 4/4 ·
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Verse 1
D
My name is Charlie Brennan
Bm
From Charleston I come
G D
I’ve traveled this wide world over
D
Some ups and downs I’ve had
G D
I’ve traveled this wide world over
D
Some ups and downs I’ve saw
D
But I never really knew what misery was
Bm D
Till I hit ‘ol Arkansas.
Verse 2
D
Got off the train in Little Rock
D
In the middle of winter
D
Nobody there to extend to me his paw
D
Or bid me welcome to the state of Arkansas
D
And it was cold.
Verse 3
D
I dodged behind the depot
Bm
To dodge that blizzard winds
G D
I met a walking skeleton
D
He said his name was Thomas Quinn
G D
Well, his hair hung down in rat tails
D
On his lean and lanterned jaw
D
He invited me to his hotel
D Bm D
He said it was the best in Arkansas.
Verse 4
D
I followed my conductor
Bm
To his respected place
G D
Where pity and starvation
D
Were to be seen on every face
G D
Well, his bread it was corn dodger
D
And his meat I could not chaw
D
But he charged me a half a dollar
Bm D
In the state of Arkansas.
Verse 5
D
Then I went out and got me a job on a farm, farming.
D
But I didn’t care for the work of the farmer
D
Or his wife and none of his children.
D
So I went up to him one day and I said,
D
“Mister, I’m gonna quit this farm
D
And you can just pay me off right now.”
D
He says, “Okay son, if that’s the way you feel about it.”
D
And he took me out to the barn, and he handed me a mink skin.
D
I said, “I don’t want this thing.
D
I want my money for the work I’ve done.”
D
He says, “Son, you may not know it but
D
Mink skins is what we’re using for currency down here now.”
D
So I took it, went into town, hunted up a place,
D
Put my mink skin up on the counter and
D
Darned if the bartender didn’t toss me a pint.
D
Then he picked up my mink skin, blowed the hair back on it,
D
Put it under the counter and fetched me out
D
Fourteen rabbit skins and three possum hides for change.
Verse 6
D
I’m going to the Indian territory
Bm
And live outside the law
G D
I’ll bid farewell to the Kinsbreads
D
In the state of Arkansas
G D
If you ever see me back again
D
I’ll extend to you my paw
D
But it’ll be through a telescope
Bm D
From hell to Arkansas.











