Death In Arkansas
Eliza Gilkyson Lyrics


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I remember how the wood would smell
Just as the last great tree was felled
Like many that came before
It was used for table and a door
A palette and a long hall rack
Hung my great grandfather's hat
A stable and a barn, a bed and a seat
A roof and fence and a floor that creaked

And a coffin leanin against the wall
When there was a death in Arkansas

I liked the wagons and the wheels
The wind that knocked us down in the fields
And the girls with the southern drawl
And those that came before were the pictures on the wall
And the lone dogs howled and the crows would caw
When there was a death in Arkansas

We were laid to rest out under the sun
And we breathed our last
And it was done
And the air redeemed us and we would learn
That a life was hallowed and we wouldn't burn

Hands folded gently to say goodbye
It was just this place underneath the sky
Do you see our bones hidin like a toad
In the old red dirt that is now a road
Beneath the sign that blinks off on
And a shopping mall where the house is gone
Forgetting that a soul may call
When there is a death in Arkansas

And a quilten patch of new concrete
Helps the trucks roll down the street
There's a Dollar Store by the setting sun
And a sign on the church says His Will is Done
I can't see the birds or find the fields
That hold my bones beneath the wheels
And a mother worries that her son won't call
And a tv stares at a blinking wall




But the lone dogs howl and the crows still call
When there is a death in Arkansas

Overall Meaning

Eliza Gilkyson's song "Death In Arkansas" is a poetic narrative that reflects on memories of the past and how they have been erased by modernity. The lyrics begin with an evocative depiction of a once-lush forest that has been stripped bare, leaving only the memory of its sweet aroma. The singer then offers a list of items fashioned from the wood, including a coffin, which draws a connection between the cycle of life and death, the passage of time and the changing of people's priorities.


As the song progresses, the singer reflects on people, places and things from the past that are now gone, but continue to linger in the present, haunting us like ghosts. The singer recalls wagons, wheels, and fields that are now lost to urbanization and concrete. The singer describes how we lay in rest underneath the sun, and how the air that surrounds us redeems us. The song ends with a melancholic tone, suggesting that we have forgotten the lessons of the past, that we have sold our souls for progress and material gain.


The song is a haunting reflection on the toll that human progress takes on our memories, our landscapes and our spirits. It is a lament for the loss of the natural world and for the loss of the human connections that once grounded us in a sense of place and purpose. It also speaks to the universality of death, which touches all of us, regardless of our race, class, religion or background.


Line by Line Meaning

I remember how the wood would smell
I recall the fragrance of freshly-cut timber


Just as the last great tree was felled
Right after the final magnificent tree had been chopped down


Like many that came before
Like so many others that were previously taken down


It was used for table and a door
The wood was made into a table and a door


A palette and a long hall rack
It also served as a painter's palette and a storage rack


Hung my great grandfather's hat
It held my great grandfather's hat on a hook


A stable and a barn, a bed and a seat
Additionally, it was part of a stable, a barn, a bed, and a seat


A roof and fence and a floor that creaked
Moreover, it formed the roof, the fence, and the creaky floor


And a coffin leanin against the wall
And finally, a coffin leaning against the wall


When there was a death in Arkansas
All these wooden objects would be present at a wake or a funeral in Arkansas


I liked the wagons and the wheels
I enjoyed watching the wagons and their wheels


The wind that knocked us down in the fields
I also experienced the gusts of wind that knocked us off our feet in the fields


And the girls with the southern drawl
I was fond of the girls who spoke with a southern drawl


And those that came before were the pictures on the wall
The previous generations were represented by the pictures hanging on the wall


And the lone dogs howled and the crows would caw
In the event of a death in Arkansas, the only sounds would be the howling of dogs and the cawing of crows


When there was a death in Arkansas
These sounds would occur only when someone had died in Arkansas


We were laid to rest out under the sun
We were buried outside, under the sun


And we breathed our last
We took our final breath


And it was done
And that was the end


And the air redeemed us and we would learn
The air around us purified us and we would come to realize


That a life was hallowed and we wouldn't burn
That a life was sacred and we would not perish eternally in a fiery hell


Hands folded gently to say goodbye
Our hands were clasped together gently in the farewell


It was just this place underneath the sky
The only thing that mattered was this spot under the sky


Do you see our bones hidin like a toad
Are you able to spot our bones that are hidden like a toad


In the old red dirt that is now a road
Buried under the old red dirt that has now become a road


Beneath the sign that blinks off on
Underneath the sign that blinks on and off


And a shopping mall where the house is gone
And now there is a shopping mall where the houses used to be


Forgetting that a soul may call
Forgetting that a soul may seek for peace


When there is a death in Arkansas
When someone dies in Arkansas


And a quilten patch of new concrete
A small patch of new concrete like a quilt


Helps the trucks roll down the street
Assists the trucks in moving down the street


There's a Dollar Store by the setting sun
A Dollar Store exists near the place where the sun sets


And a sign on the church says His Will is Done
The sign on the church indicates that God's will has been done


I can't see the birds or find the fields
I'm unable to locate the birds or the fields


That hold my bones beneath the wheels
That conceal my bones under the wheels


And a mother worries that her son won't call
A mother is worried that her son won't call her


And a tv stares at a blinking wall
A television set stares at a wall that blinks on and off


But the lone dogs howl and the crows still call
Regardless, the solitary dogs continue howling and the crows still caw


When there is a death in Arkansas
When someone passes away in Arkansas




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