Arkansas--Home,Sweet,Home

On my way to attend a meeting this morning  at  the Arkansas Association of Counties building in Little Rock , I drove by the Capitol. It was a beautiful morning full of sunshine and the promise of spring.  While enjoying the view, I thought about the state song we learned when in elementary school.  The song  "Arkansas" was written by Eva Ware Barnett in 1916.

 

 

Arkansas Song

 

I am thinking tonight of the Southland,

Of the home of my childhood days,

where I roamed through the woods and the meadows

By the mill and the brook that plays;

Where the roses are in bloom

And the sweet magnolia too,

Where the jasmine is white

And the fields are violet blue,

There a welcome awaits all her children

Who have wandered afar from home.

 

 

                                                                           Chorus      

 

Arkansas,Arkansas, tis a name dear,

'Tis the place I call "home,sweet home";

Arkansas,Arkansas, I salute thee,

From thy shelter no more I'll roam.

 

'Tis a land full of joy and of sunshine,

Rich in pearls and in diamonds rare,

Full of hope,faith,and love for the stranger,

Who may pass 'neath her portals fair;

There the rice fields are full,

 And the cotton,corn and hay,

There the fruits of the field

Bloom in the winter months and May,

'Tis the land that I love,first of all,dear,

And to her let us all give cheer.

 



 

'Tis the place I call "home,sweet,home"!