Pick The Wildwood Flower-Gene Watson

[00:05.86]Them texas fields were hot [00:08.43]And that tractor never was my kinda living [00:13.65]And when I hit sixteen I had the size [00:17.29]And I hit the road to freedom [00:20.89]And I'm glad I wasn't there to see my mama [00:24.82]Cause she must have cried for hours [00:31.09]I still hear her saying gary [00:33.68]Get your guitar and pick the wildwood flower [00:41.40]Now dallas it was big and hard to find a job [00:46.13]And so I didn't [00:48.87]It was easier to hitch a ride to houston [00:53.41]And it was more like living [00:56.43]Now I've been down every road [00:59.00]And I've stood on every porch where they were giving them [01:06.94]And if they had an hour or a dime [01:10.75]I would pick the wildwood flower [01:12.88] [01:17.06]It's hard to turn around and look back [01:20.45]Down the roads that I have travelled [01:24.63]Cause like a never ending ball of twine [01:28.57]My dreams have come unravelled [01:32.02]And now as evening lays it's shawl [01:34.62]Across the shoulders of my life I have found [01:42.07]I couldn't tie my life together [01:45.08]With guitar strings and a poet's heart felt line [01:52.24]And I'm so glad I wasn't there to see my mama [01:56.31]Cause she must have cried for hours [02:02.47]I still hear her saying gary [02:05.17]Get your guitar and pick the wildwood flower [02:09.21]