How She Could Sing The Wildwood Flower
Emmylou Harris
Album: All I Intended to Be (2008)

Capo 1 - Video played in "F"

Intro: E-B-E

Chorus

E                                 A
How she could sing the wildwood flower
      E                           B
The orphan girl he would love so long
        E                                 A 
In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour
     E               B           E 
And all he has left of her is a song

E
He first saw her Standing by a cabin door
                                         B         E 
Her song was ringing out in a voice so strong and sure

To the lonesome valley, he'd bring her there to be his bride
                                  B               E
Where they would live and work together, side by side

E
She was his sunshine, she was his moon and morning star
                                   B             E
His words would ring true on the chords of her guitar

But he was driven and lost to her for days and days
                                   B             E
Till the lonesome valley finally drove her far away

Repeat Chorus

E                                 A
How she could sing the wildwood flower
      E                           B
The orphan girl he would love so long
        E                                 A
In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour
     E               B           E
And all he has left of her is a song

Instrumental: E-A-E-B-E-A-E-B-E

E
We all cling to as the years keep rolling on
                         B                    E
One single promise of a love that's past and gone

And that lonesome valley, we all walk it by ourselves
                                 B            E
Where the wildwood flower is a story we will tell

Repeat Chorus

E                                 A
How she could sing the wildwood flower
      E                           B
The orphan girl he would love so long
        E                                 A
In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour
     E               B           E   E-B-E
And all he has left of her is a song

E                                 A
How she could sing the wildwood flower
    E             B           E   E-B-E
All we have left of her is a song