Ozark Mountain Jubilee

I hear a rooster crowin'

It's a frosty mornin'

I can almost see the sign

Goin' so fast I can't stop

I'm just a stones-throw from Little Rock

Headin' for that Missouri line

Don't need a map to get there

You can get there from anywhere

When you're goin' in your head

I can see the arms outreachin'

Just like the day I was leavin'

It's been oh, so many years

Let me get on the Frisco Silver Dollar Line

Take my time and see all I can see

Fiddler rosin up your bow

We'll have our own Ozark Mountain Jubilee

If I can't be a favorite son

I'll be the prodigal one

'Cause I've been gone too long

Oh, how the years have flown by

Oh, how I've realized

How much of me is gone

Let me get on the Frisco Silver Dollar Line

Take my time and see all I can see

Fiddler rosin up your bow

We'll have our own Ozark Mountain Jubilee