Paroles de Watch the wildwood flowers
C.w. Mccall
(ron agnew)
Jimmy joe left the mountain 'bout seven months ago,
When the autumn nights turned cool
Chasin' a dream, like they say
Just goin' away to school
An' though he loved amy more'n anything else,
He felt he just had to go, and make his way
An' amy felt pretty close to dyin' when jimmy left
That september day
Y'see, there was somethin' she had to tell him,
But the words were never found
An' as they stood there by the garden gate,
Jimmy picked a wildflower from the ground
As he placed it in amy's hand an' kissed her,
An' her fingers touched the dew,
He wiped her tears away and told her he'd be back
Not knowin' what she knew
(chorus)
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And i'll watch my dreams for you
And i promise that i'll write you everyday
And when the winter snow is gone
Touch the flowers as they grow
And when the first one blooms then i'll be on my way
Well, jimmy joe never wrote those letters
An' through the winter, amy's hopes grew dim
As she felt the life inside her stir
An' she watched the flowers grow, for him
Last spring jimmy joe came home, too late
He found that amy'd gone away
An' died givin' life to his baby boy
An' he recalled what he had said that september day
(chorus)
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And i'll watch my dreams for you
And when the first one blooms then i'll be on my way
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And i'll watch my dreams for you
And when the first one blooms then i'll be on my way
And when the first one blooms then i'll be on my way
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