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The State Of Arkansas chords by The Weavers

  • G

  • Bm

    2
  • Em

  • C

  • D

  • A

Verse 1
G
Bm
My name is Charlie Brannan,
G
Em
from Charleston I come.
C
G
Em
I've traveled this wide world over,
G
some ups and downs I've had.
Em
I've traveled this wide world over,
G
some ups and downs I've saw.
Em
G
Bm
But I never really knew what misery was
G
D
Em
Till I hit old Arkansas
G
Got off the train in Little Rock
in the middle of winter
Nobody there to extend to me his paw
Nor bid me welcome to
Em
D
the state of Arkansas
G
And it was cold
I dodged behind the depot
Bm
G
Em
to dodge that blizzard wind.
G
Em
G
Em
I met a walking skeleton.
G
Bm
G
He said his name was Thomas Quinn.
C
G
Em
Well, his hair hung down in rat tails
G
Bm
G
Em
on his lean and lantern jaw.
G
Bm
He invited me to his hotel.
G
He said it was the best in Arkansas.
Em
D
G
D
G
I followed my conductor
Bm
Em
to his respective place
C
G
where pity and starvation
Em
G
were to be seen on every face.
Well his bread it was corn dodger
Em
and his meat I could not chaw,
G
Em
G
Bm
but he charged me a half a dollar
Em
D
in the state of Arkansas.
G
And I went out and got me a job
D
G
on a farm, farming.
Em
G
But I didn't care for
D
G
C
G
the work of the farmer,
or his wife, and none of his children.
So I went up to him one day
and I said, Mister,
I'm going to quit this job
and you can just pay
Em
G
me off right now.
He says, okay, son,
if that's the way you feel about it,
and he took me out in the barn
Em
and he handed me a mink skin.
G
I said, I don't want this thing,
I want my money for the work I've done.
He says, son, you may not know it,
but mink skins
is what we're using
C
G
for currency down here now.
D
G
So I took it, went into town,
Em
hunted up a place,
A
put my mink skin up on
G
the counter
and darned if the bartender
Em
didn't toss me a pint.
G
Then he picked up my mink skin,
blowed the hair back on it,
put it under the counter,
Em
fetched me out 14 rabbit skins
G
Em
G
and three possum hides for change.
Bm
I'm going to the Indian Territory
G
Em
and will live outside the law.
G
I'll bid farewell to the cane brakes
in the state of Arkansas.
If you ever see me back again,
I'll extend to you my paw.
Bm
But it'll be through a telescope
Em
G
from hell to Arkansas.
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