Hey, Arkansas Al
Who's your best gal?
Your sister Sal?

Hey, Arkansas Al
That's immoral
Unnatural

He went to his white wedding with his still, hound dog and gun
Al's brother's mother's daughter is his chilluns' mom
He's an all-American, baccy-chawin' inbred redneck son
(Local preachers sing!)

Hey, Arkansas Al
Incestual
Arkansas Al

Hey, Arkansas Al
You'll go to hell
Or a jail cell

Deep in the Ozarks there's a lot of jealous guys
They're all Al's siblings, but that's not such a surprise
His kids are ugly and they squint thru all three eyes.
(Mutant children-things!)

Hey, Arkansas Al
Your first son, Cal
Is tripedal

Hey, Arkansas Al
Second boy, Mal
Partly fe-ral

The chillun asked him "Daddy, why do we walk weird?
And why does little Britney have a full-grown beard?"
It's sad when all your kin are cauliflower-eared
(Truly frighten-ing!)

Hey, Arkansas Al
You and your pals
Make love, anal

Hey, Arkansas Al
Sweet little Val
Barks, animal

Hey, Arkansas Al
Rights, conjugal
Quite illegal.