Wildwood Weed - Jim Stafford TAB

Wildwood Weed - Jim Stafford

INTRO

 C                             Am

Wildwood flower grew wild on the farm.

           G                                       C

And we never knowed what it was called

C                                              Am

Some said it was a flower and some said it was a weed

G                             C

I didn't give it much thought

C                                    C7

One day I was out there talkin' to my brother

        F                                                     C

And I  reached down for a weed to chew on

C                                Am

Things got fuzzy and things got blurry

      G                             C

And then ev'rything was gone

 C                                              G           

Didn't know what happened but I knew it

              C

beat the hell out of sniffing burlap

VERSE 2

C                         Am

I come to and my brother was there and he said,

G                                           C

"Boy, what's wrong with your eyes?"

C                                      Am

I said "I don't know, I was chewin' on a weed"

             G                        C

He said, "Let me give it a try"

C                                                    C7

We spent the rest of that day and most of that night

            F                        C

Tryin’ to find my brother Bill

C                                      Am

Caught up with him about six o'clock the next mornin'

G                                 C

Naked, singing on the windmill

C                                              G      

He said he flew up there. I had to fly up

                              C

And get him down. He was about half crazy

VERSE 3

C                                               Am

The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds

G                                      C

And put 'em in the sun to dry

C                                                  Am

Then we mashed 'em up and we cleaned 'em off

            G                                  C

And we put 'em in the corn cob pipe

C                                    C7

Smokin' them wildwood flowers got to be

             F                           C

A habit, We never seen no harm

C                                    Am

We thought it was kind-a handy

              G                                     C

To take a trip and never leave the farm

 C                                         G               C

Big 'ole puff of that wildwood weed next thing you know You're just wand'ring 'round behind the little animals

VERSE 4

C                                Am

All good things got to come to an end

G                                                C

It's the same with the wildwood weeds

C                                    Am

One day this feller from Washington come by

       G                                                C

And spied one and turned white as a sheet

C                                                             C7

And they dug and they burned and they burned and they dug

               F                                C

And they killed all our cute little weeds

C                                                Am

Then then they drove away and we just smiled and waved

Sittin' thar on that sack o' seeds

C                                         G   C   F   G    C

Y’all come back now, Y’hear

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