the oak ridge boys
ozark mountain jubilee
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)