Sung by: Dorothy Stuart
Recorded in Banner, AR 8/27/63

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There’s a little neat white cottage,
Where the grass is ever green,
And the streamlet from the Boston Mountains flow,
Where the mockingbirds'll sing
‘Til the grove of music ring,
At my happy little home in Arkansas.

Chorus: Come and see me, neighbors; come along.
I’ll be there to greet you and all.
‘Tis the finest country found,
And I’ll show you all around,
At my happy little home in Arkansas.

We will go out in the orchard,
Where the fruit is on the trees.
‘Tis the land of famous . . . apples . . .
They’re delicious, mellow, sweet.
You can have all you can eat
At my happy little home in Arkansas.


We’ll go hunting in the mountains,
We will bathe in mineral springs,
Go and see the big plantation down below.
Show you cotton, show you cane,
Show you every kind of grain,
At my happy little home in Arkansas.


Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #868.

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