Jim Stafford - Wildwood Weed
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Band name | Jim Stafford |
Song name | Wildwood Weed |
Tab type | Guitar tab |
Added | 05/21/2008 |
Size | 2.3 kb |
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# Date: 8/4/00; 3:46:35 AM From: "Dan Mooney"Subject: Wildwood Weed This was requested in the newsletter. Jim Stafford's Wildwood Weed WILDWOOD WEED [C]THE WILDWOOD FLOWER GREW [Am]WILD ON THE FARM AND WE [G]NEVER KNOWED WHAT IT WAS [G]CALLED, SOME SAID IT WAS FLOWER, [Am]SOME SAID IT WAS A WEED, [G]I DIDN'T GIVE IT MUCH [C]THOUGHT. [C]ONE DAY I WAS OUT THERE [C7]TALKING TO MY BROTHER, AND I [F]REACHED DOWN FOR A WEED TO CHEW [C]ON, AND THINGS GOT FUZZY AND [Am]THINGS GOT BLURRY, AND [G]THEN EVERYTHING WAS [C]GONE, I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT [Am]HAPPENED, BUT I KNEW IT BEAT THE [G]HELL OUT OF SNIFFIN' [C]BURLAP. [C]I CAME TO AND MY [Am]BROTHER WAS THERE AND HE SAID BOY [G]WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR [C]EYES, I SAID I DON'T KNOW I WAS [Am]CHEWING ON A WEED, HE SAID [G]LET ME GIVE IT A [C]TRY [C]WE SPENT THE REST OF THAT DAY AND [C7]MOST OF THAT NIGHT TRYING TO [F]FIND MY BROTHER [C]BILL, CAUGHT UP WITH HIM ABOUT [Am]SIX O'CLOCK THE NEXT MORNING, [G]NAKED SITTING ON THE [C]WINDMILL, SAID HE FLEW UP THERE, [Am]I HAD TO CLIMB UP AND GET HIM DOWN, [G]HE WAS ABOUT HALF [C]CRAZY. [C]THE VERY NEXT DAY WE PICKED A [Am]BUNCH OF THEM WEEDS AND [G]PUT EM IN THE [C]SUN TO DRY, THEN WE MASHED 'EM UP AND [Am]CLEANED 'EM UP, AND PUT 'EM IN A CORNCOB [C]PIPE. [C]SMOKING THEN WILDWOOD [C7]FLOWERS GOT TO BE A HABIT AND [F]WE NEVER SEEN NO [C]HARM, WE THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF [Am]HANDY, TAKE A [G]TRIP AND NEVER LEAVE THE [C]FARM, A BIG OLD PUFF OF THAT WILDWOOD WEED, [Am]NEXT THING YOU KNOW YOU'RE WANDERIN [G]AROUND BEHIND THE LITTLE [C]ANIMALS [C]ALL GOOD THINGS GOT TO [Am]COME TO AN END, IT'S THE [G]SAME WITH OUR WILDWOOD [C]WEEDS, ONE DAY THIS FELLER FROM [Am]WASHINGTON CAME BY AND [G]SPIED EM, AND TURNED WHITE AS A [C]SHEET. [C]WELL THEY DUG AND BURNED AND THEY [C7]BURNED AND DUG AND THEY KILLED ALL OF [F]OUR CUTE LITTLE [C]WEEDS, THEN THEY DROVE AWAY, [Am]WE JUST SMILED AND WAVED, [G]SITTIN THERE ON THAT SACK OF [C]SEEDS. [G]Y'ALL COME HACK NOW YA [C]HEAR!