Capo 3 
 
       G                            C 
Well I hide behind my guitar like a sparrow in the night 
G                        D 
Hopin' I might fly away anew 
              G                                   C  
Cause they'll love you when you're wrong and then leave you when you're right 
G                             D 
Tell me baby, what's a boy to do 
       G                           C 
Well I came to town a stranger not knowin' how to act 
G                                 D  
Figured I'd hang out and just get found 
G                              C 
Made me some new friends, they climbed way on up my back 
     G                              D 
Been gone so long they ain't comin' down 
        C 
You can kiss the sky good morning 
        G 
You can say your prayers at night 
G                               C 
Hide your soul way down in your shoes 
             C  
But it's the same old scene 
         G        G/F#  Em 
Borrowed love and faded dreams 
        C         D                        G  
And you just can't run from those Arkansas blues  
  
Well time is playin' tricks on me, makes me think I'm movin' fast  
I don't think I'm movin at all  
And every stranger's face I see reminds me of the past  
Come on big and leave you feelin' small 
So I took to drinkin' liquor on the other side of town 
Way up in those woods, beside the moon 
Where every graceful dream I had got lost without a sound 
Tell you what, I can't leave this place too soon 
  
Chorus 2: 
And it don't take no rhyme or reason 
It don't make no sense at all 
Just one of those things that you don't choose 
It's the same old scene 
Broken hearts and busted strings 
And you just can't run from those Arkansas blues 
 
  
Well everybody's askin' questions 'out whose side you're on 
I don't see how it matters much to me 
And all these midnight celebrations that are ended by the dawn 
Leave you feelin' low as you can be 
So I'm leavin' town this morning, gonna lighten up my load 
See if I can't lose what I have found 
And it's one drink for the memories and one kiss for the road 
Aw, look out, I believe I'm Texas bound 
 
Chorus 3:  
California, Oklahoma 
Arizona, Tennessee 
I've been all around this land to pay my dues 
High, low and right behind me 
Wherever I go they find me 
And I just can't run from those Arkansas blues