A 1917 popular song.
Words and music by Will J. Harris and Milton Ager.
Song suggested by Laurence Rubenstein.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- How d’ye do? say how are you?
Betcha can’t guess where I’ve been
Take a chance perhaps you’ll win
If you don’t I’ll let you in
I’ve been down to your home town
‘Mid the hills of Arkansas
If I could paint what a quaint
Old picture I could draw
Chorus
If you saw all that I saw down in Arkansas I know
You’d want to be back home once more
Beside the old log cabin door
Your only is so lonely and mother’s hair is turning gray
I heard a saucy robin sing to Dobbin
“Who’s gonna hitch ya to the shay?” Say!
I saw your Paw at the old bucksaw
Cuttin’ wood to roast the Turkey in the straw
If you saw all that I saw
You’d hurry home to Arkansas
2. Trains that go back home are slow
But they’re not too slow for me
For it gives you time to see
Nature’s fairest scenery
Honest true I envied you
When I saw your home sweet home
Now here’s your fare go back there
To those you call your own
Sung here by Fred Feild: