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[Verse 1] [G]Them Texas fields were hot And that tractor never was my kind of [C]living And [A]when I hit sixteen I had my size and I hit the road [D]to freedom And [Dm]I'm glad I wasn't there To see my [G]momma cause she must've cried [C]for hours I still [G]hear her saying Gary Get your [D]guitar and pick The Wildwood [G]Flower [Verse 2] Now [G]Dallas it was big And hard to find a job and so I [C]didn't It was [A]easier to hitch a ride to Houston And it was more like [D]living Now [Dm]I've been down every road And [G]I've stood on every porch where they [C]were giving And [G]if they had an hour or [D]a dime I would pick The Wildwood [G]Flower [Verse 3] It's [G]hard to turn around And look back down the roads that I have trav[C]elled Cause [A]like a neverending ball of twine My dreams have come unrav[D]elled And now as [Dm]evening lays its shawl Across [G]the shoulders of my life I have [C]defined I couldn't [G]tie my life together With the [D]guitar strings and a poet's heart full of [G]pride [Verse 4] And I'm so [Dm]glad I wasn't there To see my [G]momma cause she must've cried [C]for hours I still [G]hear her saying Gary Get your [D]guitar and pick The Wildwood [G]Flower [Outro 1] [G]
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