Wildwood Weed Lyrics

This was requested in the newsletter. Jim Stafford's Wildwood Weed
WILDWOOD WEED
THE WILDWOOD FLOWER GREW WILD ON THE FARM AND WE NEVER KNOWED WHAT
IT WAS CALLED, SOME SAID IT WAS FLOWER, SOME SAID IT WAS A WEED, I
DIDN'T GIVE IT MUCH THOUGHT.
ONE DAY I WAS OUT THERE TALKING TO MY BROTHER, AND I REACHED DOWN
FOR A WEED TO CHEW ON, AND 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 CAME TO AND MY BROTHER WAS THERE AND HE SAID BOY 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 ABOUT SIX O'CLOCK THE
NEXT MORNING, NAKED SITTING ON THE WINDMILL, SAID HE FLEW UP THERE,
I HAD TO CLIMB 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 CLEANED 'EM UP, AND PUT 'EM
IN A CORNCOB PIPE.
SMOKING THEN WILDWOOD FLOWERS GOT TO BE A HABIT AND WE NEVER SEEN
NO HARM, WE THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF HANDY, TAKE A TRIP AND NEVER
LEAVE THE FARM, A BIG OLD PUFF OF THAT WILDWOOD WEED, NEXT THING YOU
KNOW YOU'RE WANDERIN AROUND BEHIND THE LITTLE ANIMALS
ALL GOOD THINGS GOT TO COME TO AN END, IT'S THE SAME WITH OUR
WILDWOOD WEEDS, ONE DAY THIS FELLER FROM WASHINGTON CAME BY AND
SPIED EM, AND TURNED WHITE AS A SHEET.
WELL THEY DUG AND BURNED AND THEY BURNED AND DUG AND THEY KILLED ALL
OF OUR CUTE LITTLE WEEDS, THEN THEY DROVE AWAY, WE JUST SMILED AND
WAVED, SITTIN THERE ON THAT SACK OF SEEDS.
Y'ALL COME HACK NOW YA HEAR!