Arkansas Farmboy - Glen Campbell

作词：Carl Jackson

作曲：Carl Jackson

The seventh son born

To an Arkansas farmer

And a hard workin&apos mother of twelve

Who never could find

Any time or a dollar

That she could just spend on herself

I remember things now

That my daddy once told me

The old man grew wiser with time

And a life on the farm

That in a boy&apos s view was awful

Has changed in these same older eyes

Oh the weeds have grown high

On the farm back in Dixie

Where cotton and corn used to grow

And the mem&apos ries run wild

In this Arkansas farmboy

Who&apos d give all he owns just to go

I recall how granddaddy

Held me and taught me

The melody to in the pines

On a five dollar guitar

That led to a fortune

I&apos d trade just to go back in time

Oh the weeds have grown high

On the farm back in Dixie

Where cotton and corn used to grow

And the mem&apos ries run wild

In this Arkansas farmboy

Who&apos d give all he owns just to go

Oh the weeds have grown high

On the farm back in Dixie

Where cotton and corn used to grow

And the mem&apos ries run wild

In this Arkansas farmboy

Who&apos d give all he owns just to go