Wildwood flower grew wild on the farm And we never knowed what it was called Some said it was a flower and some said it was a weed I didn't give it much thought One day I was out there talkin' to my brother And I reached down for a weed to chew on Things got fuzzy and things got blurry And then ev'rything was gone Didn't know what happened but I knew it beat the hell Out of sniffing burlap I come to and my brother was there and he said, "What's wrong with your eyes?" I said "I don't know, I was chewin' on the weed" He said, "Let me give it a try" We spent the rest of that day and most of that night tryin' To find my brother Bill Caught up with him about six o'clock the next mornin' Naked, singing on the windmill He said he flew up there I had to fly up and get him down He was about half crazy The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds And put 'em in the sun to dry Then we mashed 'em up and we cleaned 'em off Put 'em in the corn cob pot Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be a habit We never seen no harm We thought it was kind-a handy Take a trip and never leave the farm Big 'ole puff of that wildwood weed next thing you know You're just wand'ring 'round behind the little animals All good things got to come to an end It's the same with the wildwood weeds One day this feller from Washington come by And spied one and turned white as a sheet And they dug and they burned And they burned and they dug and they killed All our cute little weeds and then they drove away We just smiled and waved sittin' ther on that sack o' seeds "Y'all come back now, y'hear!" Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com