Smoke out the window

Broke down on the west coast

Caught hell on the gold road

Counting the dotted lines

26 missed calls

It′s raining frogs in Arkansas

And I

Oh I miss you tonight

You said, "Bring it on down"

"Bring it on down"

I know, I know, I know

You said, "When ya coming round? "

When ya comin round

I know, I know, you know

In forty days and forty nights

I'll be on you like a moth on light

You know that

California got nothing on you

Another night all alone

Sitting like a stone

Waiting to roll

Roll on home

To wash out all my blues

Lord knows I′m coming back to you

Lady Arkansas, I'll be home soon

Dogs barking through the wall

Crickets singing all night long

Me and you stumbling down the hall

Drunk on the moonshine

Diamonds in the ground

Are nothing like the one I found

You know that

I miss you tonight

You said, "Bring it on down"

"Bring it on down"

I know, I know, I know

You said, "When ya coming round? "

"When ya coming round? "

I know, I know, you know

In forty days and forty nights

I'll be on you like a moth on light

You know that

California got nothing on you

Another night all alone

Sitting like a stone

Waiting to roll

Roll on home

To wash out all my blues

Lord knows I′m coming back to you

Lady Arkansas, I′ll be home soon

In forty days and forty nights

I'll be on you like a moth on light

You know that

California got nothing on you

Another night all alone

Sitting like a stone

Waiting to roll

Roll on home

To wash out all my blues

Just like you always do

Lord knows I′m coming back to you

Lady Arkansas, I'll be home soon