The Arkansas Traveler lyrics

On a lonely road quite long ago,

A trav'ler trod with fiddle and a bow;

While rambling thru the country rich and grand,

He quickly sensed the magic and the beauty of the land.

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For the wonder state we'll sing a song,

And lift our voices loud and long.

For the wonder state we'll shout hurrah!

And praise the opportunities we find in Arkansas.

Many years have passed, the trav'lers gay,

Repeat the tune along the highway;

And every voice that sings the glad refrain

Re-echoes from the mountains to the fields of growing grain.

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