Note:You can play this song without a capo or with a capo on 2nd (just click transpose  
"-2" and you get the easier version) 



         D    A        E      D 
She said 85 years have fairly flown 
    D               A             E             F#m 
They called me last night said my brother passed on 
  D          A          E             D 
I cried for a while and stared at the wall 
               D        A         E        A 
?Cause there?s no one I know left in Arkansas 

      E                       D 
I can still see the five of us climb out the window 
F#m                           E 
To lay on the porch roof that night, in the summer time 
E                      D 
Mama would line us all up on a Saturday 
F#m                          E 
To each have our turn in the tub 
                 D 
She said that was Arkansas 

     A                    D        A          E       D 
When she was young we had kerosene nights and innocent days 
      D          A            E        F#m 
Never dreamed we all would go separate ways 
              D            A           E             D 
But with each passing or a baby came a long distance call 
      D             A       E         A 
And we?d all make the trip back to Arkansas 

        E                        D 
I could still see my brothers in the faces of old man 
   F#m                     E 
We talked about horses and things we were missing 
        E                         D 
Like the smell of a hay field the slow rolling thunder 
    F#m                         E 
And thinking that nothing would change 
                  D 
Yeah just like Arkansas 

      A                      G                    Bm 
In her younger days she said time is a river that rolls on forever 
    A                               E 
You can't stop at the shore line to admire the view 
       G                      Bm 
So you pack up your memories, pressed them like flowers 
     C                        B 
?Till all that is left here is you 
     E      D     A 
And Arkansas 

    E                            D 
She still can hear the song of a Whip-poor-will, calling her, 
    F#m                     E 
The wind as he whispers her name in the evening 
    E                        D 
And mama still beautiful and graceful, a sunshine 
    F#m                   E 
And daddy is handsome and strong 
               D                  D 
Yeah just like Arkansas, yeah her Arkansas 
              D 
Yeah that was Arkansas