Gene Watson - Pick the Wildwood Flower guitar chord

Pick The Wildwood Flower

By Gene Watson

Tabbed By Larry Mofle

rmofle@satx.rr.com

5/25/04

G C

Them Texas fields were hot and that tractor never was my kind of living

A7 D

And when I hit sixteen, I had my size and I hit the road to freedom

Dm G C

And I'm glad I wasn't there to see my momma cause she must've cried for hours

G D G

I still hear her saying Gary, get your guitar and pick The Wildwood Flower

Now Dallas it was big and hard to find a job and so I didn't

It was easier to hitch a ride to Houston and it was more like living

Now I've been down every road and I've stood on every porch where they were giving

And if they had an hour or a dime, I would pick The Wildwood Flower

It's hard to turn around and look back down the roads that I have travelled

Cause like a neverending ball of twine, my dreams have come unravelled

And now as evening lays its shawl across the shoulders of my life I have defined

I couldn't tie my life together with the guitar strings and a poet's heart full of pride

Dm G C

And I'm glad I wasn't there to see my momma cause she must've cried for hours

G D G

I still hear her saying Gary, get your guitar and pick The Wildwood Flower