Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It runs free and rambles, muddy and wide
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Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It's gone forever and never looks back
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I met her in Stillwell, she just turned twenty
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A spirited beauty like I've never known
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And me a dirt farmer who lived by the river
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But she said she loved me and the free life I owned
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We married in April and lived by the river
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We worked that land from spring 'til the fall
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But I guess when the winter howled at our window
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She couldn't help hearing that wild river call
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Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It runs free and rambles, muddy and wide
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Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It's gone forever and never looks back
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She tried to conquer that wild rage within her
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But something too strong ran deep in her soul
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But I know she loved me, she cried like a baby
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That cold winter evening she answered the call
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Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It runs free and rambles, muddy and wide
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Where the Arkansas River leaves Oklahoma
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It's gone forever and never looks back.
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Where The Arkansas River Leaves Oklahoma
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Don Williams |