1 There's a neat little cottage where the grass is ever green,
Where the streams from the Boston mountains flow;
Where the mockingbird doth sing, and the woods with music ring,
At my happy little home in Arkansaw.

Chorus:
Come and see me, neighbor, come along,
I'll be there to greet you one and all;
'Tis the finest country found, and I'll show you all around
At my happy little home in Arkansaw.

2 We'll go out in the orchard where the fruit is on the trees,
'Tis the land where the famous apples grow;
They are luscious, mellow, sweet, you can have all you can eat,
At my happy little home in Arkansaw. [Chorus]

3 We'll go out on the mountains, we will see the mineral springs,
Go and see big plantations down below;
Show you cotton, show you can, show you ev'ry kind of grain,
At my happy little home in Arkansaw. [Chorus]