Wildwood Weed
By Jim Stafford
Tabbed by Larry Mofle
rmofle at satx.rr.com


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THE WILDWOOD FLOWER GREW WILD ON THE FARM
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AND WE NEVER KNOWED WHAT IT WAS CALLED
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SOME SAID IT WAS FLOWER, SOME SAID IT WAS A WEED
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I DIDN'T GIVE IT MUCH THOUGHT
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ONE DAY I WAS OUT THERE TALKING TO MY BROTHER
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AND I REACHED DOWN FOR A WEED TO CHEW ON
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THINGS GOT FUZZY AND THINGS GOT BLURRY
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AND THEN EVERYTHING WAS GONE
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I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED
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BUT I KNEW IT BEAT THE HELL OUT OF SNIFFIN' BURLAP


I CAME TO AND MY BROTHER WAS THERE
AND HE SAID BOY WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR EYES
I SAID I DON'T KNOW I WAS CHEWIN’ ON A WEED
HE SAID LET ME GIVE IT A TRY
WE SPENT THE REST OF THAT DAY 
AND MOST OF THAT NIGHT TRYING TO
FIND MY BROTHER BILL
CAUGHT UP WITH HIM ABOUT SIX O'CLOCK THE NEXT MORNING
NAKED SITTING ON THE WINDMILL
SAID HE FLEW UP THERE
I HAD TO CLIMB 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 CLEANED 'EM UP
AND PUT 'EM IN A CORNCOB PIPE
SMOKING THEM WILDWOOD FLOWERS GOT TO BE A HABIT
AND WE NEVER SEEN NO HARM
SIDES, WE THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF NEAT
TAKE A TRIP AND NEVER LEAVE THE FARM
A BIG OLD PUFF OF THAT WILDWOOD WEED
NEXT THING YOU KNOW YOU'RE WANDERIN’ AROUND BEHIND THE LITTLE ANIMALS

WELL ALL GOOD THINGS GOT TO COME TO AN END
IT'S THE SAME WITH THE WILDWOOD WEEDS
ONE DAY THIS FELLER FROM WASHINGTON CAME BY AND
SPIED EM, AND TURNED WHITE AS A SHEET
WELL THEY DUG AND BURNED AND THEY BURNED
AND DUG AND THEY KILLED ALL OF OUR CUTE LITTLE WEEDS
THEN THEY DROVE AWAY, WE JUST SMILED AND WAVED
SITTIN THERE ON THAT SACK OF SEEDS