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