COWPIE Country Music Lyrics
watson gene
wildwood flower-crd
# Subject: The Wildwood flower (Gene Watson) (D)Them Texas fields were hot And that tractor never was my kind of (G) living When I (A7) was sixteen and had my size I hit the road to (D) freedom I'm glad I wasn't there to see my mama because she must (D7) of cried for (G) hours I still (D) hear her saying Gary Get your (A7) guitar and pick the wildwood (D) flower (D) Now Dallas was big And it was hard to find a job and so I (G) didn't It was (A7) easier to hitch a ride to Houston And it was more like a (D) living. Now I 've been down every road and I've stood on every porch where (D7) they were (G) giving And if (D) they had an hours worth of time I'd pick (A7) the wildwood (D) flower (D) It's hard to turn around And look back down the roads that I have (G) traveled Cause just (A7) like a never ending ball of twine My dreams have come (D) unraveled Now as evening waves its scrawl across the shoulders of my (D7) life I have to (G) find I couldn't (D) tie my life together with guitar strings (A7) and a poets heart felt (D) rhyme I'm glad I wasn't there to see my mama because she must of (D7) cried for (G) hours I still hear (D) her saying Gary get your (A7) guitar and pick the wildwood (D) flower
