Arkansas Traveler

Hey farmer! You been livin’ here all your life?
Not yet.

Hey farmer! Where does this road go?
Been livin’ here all my life, it ain’t gone nowhere yet.

Hey farmer! How do you get to Little Rock?
Listen stranger, you can’t get there from here.

Hey farmer! Thought you said that mud-hole weren’t very deep?
Only comes up to here on me ducks.

Hey farmer! When you gonna fix that leakin’ roof?
Ah stranger, when it’s a rainin’ it’s too wet to fix it and when it’s dry it’s just as good as any mans house.

Hey farmer! You’re not too far from a fool are you?
Just a barbed-wire fence between us.

Hey farmer! You don’t know very much do you?
No, but I ain’t lost.

Arkansas Traveler (Mercury 1992) / Arkansas Traveler (Mighty Sound 2004)

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No one’s ever been able to define blues. To me, blues is three chords and something to say. There’s a real temptation to think that blues is singing about misery and sorrow. It’s singing about your experiences, and what I find in blues is the message of hope and inspiration, because you may be singing about your misery, but the fact that you’re singing, that’s the real message.