v.1
^GNow, wildwood flower grew ^Cwild on the farm, but ^Dwe never knowed what it was ^Gcalled
^GSome said it was a flower, ^Emsome said it was a weed, ^DI never really gave it much ^Gthought
Til ^Gone day I was talkin' to my brother, an I ^Creached down for a weed to ^Gchew on
Well ^Gthings got fuzzy, an ^[Em]things got blurry, an' then ^Deverything was ^Ggone!
I didn't know what happened, but I knew it beat the hell outta sniffin' burlap

v.2
When I came to my brother was there sayin' "What's wrong with your eyes?"
I said "I dunno, I was chewin' on a weed" he said, "Lemme give it a try"
We spent the rest of that day an' most of that night tryin' to find my brother Bill
We found him bout 6 o'clock the next mornin', naked, singin' on the windmill
Said he flew up there, had to fly to get him down, he was about half-crazy

v.3
Well, next day we picked a bunch of them weeds, an' we put 'em in the sun to dry
An' we mashed 'em and we cleaned 'em off, an' put 'em in a corncob pipe
Smokin that wildwood flower got to be a habit, an we never seen no harm
Heck, we thought it was kinda handy, take a trip an' never leave the farm
Out there, just wanderin' around behind the little animals

v.4
Well, all good things gotta come to an end, an it's the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington come by, and spied one an turned white as a sheet
Well he dug an he burned, an he burned an he dug, and he killed all our cute little weeds
Then he drove away... we just smiled an' waved...
Settin' there on that sack of seed

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