v.1
I didn't think too much about books and schoolin'
For there were more important things to do
I'd just sit out in the yard and pick my old guitar
Tryin' to do what the big hillbillies do

I would sit there by the hour pickin' Wildwood Flower
Wore my little fingers to the bone
Well I said I'll never rest until I am the very best
The best guitar picker in this whole county
4b Wildwood Flower instr

v.2
I said someday I know I'll win my fame
One day all the world will know my name
I work so very hard with that ol' guitar
Tryin' to do what the big hillbillies do

I would sit there all alone tryin' to pick out Home Sweet Home
While everyone was in the yard
Well I said I'll never stop til I reach the very top
The best guitar picker in this whole county
4b Home Sweet Home instr

v.3
The years have passed I haven't changed my mind
'Cause I still pick the guitar all the time
Because I know someday I'm bound to learn to play
All the things the big hillbillies do

I'd just sit here in my shop pickin Foggy Mountain Top
Tellin' everybody ain't that great
'Cause before I go to rest I'll know I'll be the very best
The best guitar picker in this whole county
4b Foggy Mountain Top instr

Rpt. v.2b
Instr. Brk. to end