The name of this song is The Wildwood Flower
Now The Wildwood Flower is an old country classic
It gained a whole new popularity
The song isnt any more popular
But the flower is doin real good
The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed
I didnt gave it much thought
One day I was out there talking to my brother
Reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then everything was gone
I Didnt know what happened
But I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin burlap
I come to and my brother was there
And he said, Whats wrong with your eyes?
I said, I dont know, I was chewing 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 bout six oclock the next mornin
Naked, swinging on the windmill
He said he flew up there
I had to fly 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 we cleaned em all
And put em in the corncob pipe
Smokin them wildwood flowers got to be a habit
We didnt see no harm
We thought it was kind of handy
Take a trip and never leave the farm
A big ol puff on the wildwood weed
Next thing you know
Wes just wandering behind the little animals
All good things gotta come to an end
And its the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington come by
And he spied us and he turned white as a sheet
And he dug and he burned
And he burned and he dug
And he killed all our cute little weeds
Then he drove away
We just smiled and waved
Sittin there on that sack of seeds
Yall come back now, ya hear