Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys - Three Miles South of Cash in Arkansas Lyrics

Lyrics Three Miles South of Cash in Arkansas - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys



Yes, gather 'round now Whalin will tell you
We're going three miles south for cash down in little Arkansas
Here's the girl who'll tell you all about it, Carolina, come in here
Ain't got no 'lectricity
That's just where I wanna be
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas
A general store and a cotton gin
And the little ol' jail your papas in, remember?
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas
My feller he (feller he)
Don't wait for me (don't wait for she)
'Cause all the girls have too darn hospitality
Ain't use for the telephones
There's nobody ever at home
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas
Sunday gonna meet for supper on the ground
Gnats and mosquitoes just buzzing all around
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas
Why there's kinfolks here and youngs in there
Granny's over in her rocking chair
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas
But I don't care (she don't care)
What happens there (what happens there)
Now I ain't going back 'cause I ain't got
She means the railroad fare
Brother in the holler, sister on the hill
Stealing corn and always will
Three miles south of cash in Arkansas




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