My name is old Art Thieme--I come from Charleston town,
I've traveled this wide world over--I traveled all around,
I got so hell-fired hungry I could hide behind a straw,
But I never knew what misery was -- 'til I hit ol' Arkansas.

That's sort of the way I did it for close to 40 years. But I had to paraphrase myself --- after doing it all that time. Just can't seem to dredge up the right words. Whew?

Art