Jim Stafford - Wildwood Weed guitar chord

Wildwood Weed

By Jim Stafford

Tabbed by Larry Mofle

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Key Of C

C

THE WILDWOOD FLOWER GREW WILD ON THE FARM

G C

AND WE NEVER KNOWED WHAT IT WAS CALLED

C

SOME SAID IT WAS FLOWER, SOME SAID IT WAS A WEED

G C

I DIDN'T GIVE IT MUCH THOUGHT

C

ONE DAY I WAS OUT THERE TALKING TO MY BROTHER

F C

AND I REACHED DOWN FOR A WEED TO CHEW ON

C

THINGS GOT FUZZY AND THINGS GOT BLURRY

G C

AND THEN EVERYTHING WAS GONE

C

I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED

G C

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 CHEWIN’ 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 THEM WILDWOOD FLOWERS GOT TO BE A HABIT

AND WE NEVER SEEN NO HARM

SIDES, WE THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF NEAT

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

WELL ALL GOOD THINGS GOT TO COME TO AN END

IT'S THE SAME WITH THE 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