It's a frosty mornin'
I can almost see the sign
Goin' so fast I can't stop
I'm just a stones-throw from Little Rock
Headin' for that Missouri line
Don't need a map to get there
You can get there from anywhere
When you're goin' in your head
I can see the arms outreachin'
Just like the day I was leavin'
It's been oh so many years.
Let me get on the Frisco Silver Dollar Line
Take my time
And see all I can see
Fiddler rosin up your bow
We'll have our own
Ozark Mountain Jubilee
If I can't be a favorite son
I'll be the prodigal one
'Cause I've been gone too long
Oh how the years have flown by
Oh how I've realized
How much of me is gone.
[Chorus:]
I hear a rooster crowin' It's a frosty mornin' I can almost see the sign Goin' so fast I can't stop I'm just a stones-throw from Little Rock Headin' for that Missouri line Don't need a map to get there You can get there from anywhere When you're goin' in your head I can see the arms outreachin' Just like the day I was leavin' It's been oh so many years. Let me get on the Frisco Silver Dollar Line Take my time And see all I can see Fiddler rosin up your bow We'll have our own Ozark Mountain Jubilee If I can't be a favorite son I'll be the prodigal one 'Cause I've been gone too long Oh how the years have flown by Oh how I've realized How much of me is gone. [Chorus:] Explain Request ×
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