Arkansas Traveler

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Oh once upon a time in Arkansas
An old man sat in his little cabin door
And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear
A jolly old tune that he played by ear

   It was raining hard but the fiddler didn’t care
   He sawed away at the popular air
   Though his rooftop leaked like a waterfall
   That didn’t seem to bother the old man at all

A traveler was riding by that day
And stopped to hear him a-fiddling away
The cabin was afloat and his feet were wet
But the old man still didn’t seem to fret

So the stranger said Now the way it seems to me
You’d better mend your roof said he
But the old man said as he played away
I couldn’t mend it now it’s a rainy day

The traveler replied that’s all quite true
But this I think is the thing for you to do
Get busy on a day that is fair and bright
Then patch the old roof till it’s good and tight

   But the old man kept on a-playing at his reel
   And tapped the ground with his leathery heel
   Get along said he for you give me a pain
   My cabin never leaks when it doesn’t rain