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I remember how the wood would smell |
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Just as the last great tree was felled |
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Like many that came before |
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It was used for table and a door |
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A palette and a long hall rack |
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Hung my great grandfather's hat |
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A stable and a barn, a bed and a seat |
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A roof and fence and a floor that creaked |
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And a coffin leanin against the wall |
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When there was a death in Arkansas |
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I liked the wagons and the wheels |
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The wind that knocked us down in the fields |
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And the girls with the southern drawl |
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And those that came before were the pictures on the wall |
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And the lone dogs howled and the crows would caw |
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When there was a death in Arkansas |
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We were laid to rest out under the sun |
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And we breathed our last |
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And it was done |
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And the air redeemed us and we would learn |
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That a life was hallowed and we wouldn't burn |
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Hands folded gently to say goodbye |
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It was just this place underneath the sky |
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Do you see our bones hidin like a toad |
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In the old red dirt that is now a road |
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Beneath the sign that blinks off on |
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And a shopping mall where the house is gone |
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Forgetting that a soul may call |
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When there is a death in Arkansas |
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And a quilten patch of new concrete |
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Helps the trucks roll down the street |
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There's a Dollar Store by the setting sun |
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And a sign on the church says His Will is Done |
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I can't see the birds or find the fields |
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That hold my bones beneath the wheels |
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And a mother worries that her son won't call |
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And a tv stares at a blinking wall |
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But the lone dogs howl and the crows still call |
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When there is a death in Arkansas |
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