Wildwood W**d (Karaoke Demonstration With Lead Vocal - In The Style Of Jim Stafford)-Channel

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专辑 : The Karaoke Channel - Weird Al Yankovic And Other Funny Songs

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:42

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Wildwood W**d (Karaoke Demonstration With Lead Vocal - In The Style Of Jim Stafford) - Channel

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 isn't 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 w**d

I never gave it much thought

One day I was out there talking to my brother

I reached down for a w**d to chew on

Things got fuzzy and things got blurry

And then everything was gone

Didn't 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 What's wrong with your eyes

I said I don't know

I was chewing on a w**d

He said Let me give it a try

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

Trying to find my brother Bill

Caught up with him

'Bout six o'clock the next morning

Naked swinging on the wind mill

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 them in the sun to dry

Then we mashed them up and we chopped them up

And put them in the corncob pipe

Smokin' that wildwood flower got to be a habit

We never see no harm

We thought it was kind of handy

Take a trip and never leave the farm

Big old puff on the wildwood w**d

Next thing you know

You just wandering behind the little animals

All good things gotta come to an end

It's the same with the wildwood w**d

One day this feller from Washington come by

He spied it and turned white as a sheet

Then they dug and they burned

And they burned and they dug

And they killed all our cute little weeds

Then they drove away

We just smiled and waved

Sitting there on that sack of seeds

You all come back now you hear