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The name of this song is 'The Wildwood Flower' Now 'The Wildwood Flower' is an old country classic It gained a whole new popularity The song isn't any more popular But the flower is doin' real good The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm And we never knowed what it was called Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed I didn't gave it much thought... One day I was out there talking to my brother Reached down for a weed to chew on Things got fuzzy and things got blurry And then everything was gone I Didn't know what happened But I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin' burlap I come to and my brother was there And he said, 'What's wrong with your eyes?' I said, 'I don't know, I was chewing 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 'bout six o'clock the next mornin' Naked, swinging on the windmill He said he flew up there Letras de cancionesI had to fly 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 we cleaned 'em all And put 'em in the corncob pipe Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be a habit We didn't see no harm We thought it was kind of handy Take a trip and never leave the farm A big ol' puff on the wildwood weed Next thing you know we's just wandering behind the little animals All good things gotta come to an end And it's the same with the wildwood weed One day this feller from Washington come by And he spied us and he turned white as a sheet And he dug and he burned And he burned and he dug And he killed all our cute little weeds Then he drove away We just smiled and waved... Sittin' there on that sack of seeds Y'all come back now, ya hear? From Letras Mania