I’ll be on a river down in Arkansas

A place where it don’t snow

Where the whippoorwills keep me up at night

And the cottonmouths sleep under my boat

I’m gonna head to the Flathead River

Up near Glacier Park

Camping among the grizzly bears

And praying my dog don’t bark

Then I’m gonna go back on the Smith

A river I know so well

In the rain and the snow where the cold winds blow

And the bloody geese all raising hell

But you need to work and save

There’ll be time for you to play

Your future depends on what you make

‘til you turn 65

I knew a guy with a decent job

Worked hard his whole life

Saved his money and then retired

A week later he died

Carpe diem seize the day

Isn’t that what you all spout

One in the hand beats two in the bush

That works for me I’m out

I’d like to say that it’s been fun

But really not at all

I’ll find a way to make ends meet

When summer turns to fall

But you need to work and save

There’ll be time for you to play

Your future depends on what you make

‘til you turn 65

I’m gonna go on a brand new river

Where I ain’t been before

Put this town in the rear view mirror

And pare the fat off my soul

I’m gonna live while I still can

Not wait for a magic day

What did the five fingers say to the face

Slap! bitch, I’m on on my way

So I’ll be on a river down in Arkansas

A place where it don’t snow

Where the whippoorwills keep me up at night

And the cottonmouths sleep under my boat