Pick The Wildwood Flower Chords & Lyrics - Johnny Cash
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[VERSE 1]
[C]Those cotton fields were hot
And that tractor never was my kind of [F]livin'
And [D7]when I hit sixteen, I had my size
And I hit the road to [G]freedom
And I'm [Em]glad I wasn't there to see my [C]mama
'Cause she [C7]must have cried for [F]hours
I still [C]hear her saying to me
Get your [G]guitar and pick the wildwood [C]flower
[VERSE 2]
[C]Now Memphis it was big,
And it was hard to find a job, and so I [F]didn't
and [D7]it was easier to go back to the country
and it was more like [G]livin'
Now, I've [Em]been down every road
And I've [C]stood on every p[C7]orch where they were [F]givin'
And if they [C]had a dime,
or an hour,[G] I would pick the wildwood [C]flower
[VERSE 3]
[C]It's hard to turn around,
And look back down the roads that I have [F]travelled
'Cause [D7]like a never-ending ball of twine
My dreams have come un[G]ravelled
And now as [Em]evening lays it's shawl,
Across the [C]shoulders of my[C7] life, I [F]find
I couldn't [C]tie my life together
With [G]guitar strings and a poet's heart felt [C]line
[OUTRO]
And I'm [Em]glad I wasn't there to see my [C]mama
'Cause she [C7]must have cried for [F]hours
I still [C]hear her saying to me
Get [G]your guitar and pick the wildwood [C]flower
[C]Those cotton fields were hot
And that tractor never was my kind of [F]livin'
And [D7]when I hit sixteen, I had my size
And I hit the road to [G]freedom
And I'm [Em]glad I wasn't there to see my [C]mama
'Cause she [C7]must have cried for [F]hours
I still [C]hear her saying to me
Get your [G]guitar and pick the wildwood [C]flower
[VERSE 2]
[C]Now Memphis it was big,
And it was hard to find a job, and so I [F]didn't
and [D7]it was easier to go back to the country
and it was more like [G]livin'
Now, I've [Em]been down every road
And I've [C]stood on every p[C7]orch where they were [F]givin'
And if they [C]had a dime,
or an hour,[G] I would pick the wildwood [C]flower
[VERSE 3]
[C]It's hard to turn around,
And look back down the roads that I have [F]travelled
'Cause [D7]like a never-ending ball of twine
My dreams have come un[G]ravelled
And now as [Em]evening lays it's shawl,
Across the [C]shoulders of my[C7] life, I [F]find
I couldn't [C]tie my life together
With [G]guitar strings and a poet's heart felt [C]line
[OUTRO]
And I'm [Em]glad I wasn't there to see my [C]mama
'Cause she [C7]must have cried for [F]hours
I still [C]hear her saying to me
Get [G]your guitar and pick the wildwood [C]flower
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