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Wildflower Moon
Scott Simpson
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Lyrics
Sung by Rosie
Cue: “Good. Now, Dan, you just sit down here and we’ll see if Rosie’s got what it takes.”
The birds are singing
And the rabbits play
Down by the waterside
Looking for love, looking for love
My love lives in a dugout shack
Down by Buffalo Gap
His eyes are deep as a prairie dog hole
And his smile’s as sharp as a trap
Hi, ho don’t you know
I’m his little wildflower
You can’t make pone
From store-bought meal
And you can’t get shine
Without sour
Come on up to the Hills with me
Springtime full in bloom
Sun so bright you’ll close your eyes
Rest your mind by the light of a
wildflower moon
I told him he was my true love
He asked me how I know
I said all the other pretty fellers I’d seen
Was a bit more kin than beau
Hi, ho don’t you know
I’m his little wildflower
You can’t make pone
From store-bought meal
And you can’t get shine
Without sour
Now I got me a coon hat, fits me fine
I wear it down to the church
Yeah, I got me a spirit rough as a oak
But a soul as white as a birch
Hi, ho don’t you know
I’m his little wildflower
You can’t make pone
From store-bought meal
And you can’t get shine
Without sour
Come on up to the Hills with me
Springtime full in bloom
Sun so bright you’ll close your eyes
Rest your mind by the light of a
wildflower moon
Now some grow broad and some grow tall
And some grow just plain wild
But you’ll always grow needles on a white-pine tree
And thorns on a wildflower child
Hi, ho don’t you know
I’m his little wildflower
You can’t make pone
From store-bought meal
And you can’t get shine
Without sour
Come on up to the Hills with me
Springtime full in bloom
Sun so bright you’ll close your eyes
Rest your mind by the light of a
wildflower moon
Source: ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 120–122
Other supplied versions
ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2)
The birds are singing
And the rabbits play
Down by the waterside
Looking for love, looking for love
My love lives in a Hickory house
Down by Buffalo Gap
She’s so sweet all the maple trees
Won’t give up their sap
Hi, ho don’t you know
She’s my little wildflower
You can’t make pone
From store-bought meal
And you can’t get shine
Without sour
Come on up to the Hills with me
Springtime full in bloom
Sun so bright you’ll close your eyes
Rest your mind by the light of a
wildflower moon
She told me I was her true love
I asked her how I’d know
She said all the other pretty fellers she knew
Was a bit more kin than beau
(refrain)
Now she has a coon hat, fits her fine
Wears it down to the church
Yeah, she’s got a spirit rough as a oak
And a soul as white as a birch
(refrain)(chorus)
Now some grow broad and some grow tall
And some grow just plain wild
But you’ll always grow needles on a white-pine tree
And thorns on a wildflower child
(refrain) (chorus)
Source: ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 142–143; ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 276–277; Mostly Keepers (1).doc
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Live, remastered, and alternate arrangements may differ from the supplied lyrics.
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