Biografia:
America’s Favorite Jim Stafford Songs
In 1974, Jim wrote and recorded his first chart making song, “The Swamp Witch”, produced by his boyhood friend Kent LaVoie, (known as Lobo). He followed with a gold single, “Spiders and Snakes”, which stayed on the American pop charts for 26 weeks. The hits just kept coming and included “My Girl Bill”, “Wildwood Weed”, and the wonderfully satirical “Cow Patti”, written for the Clint Eastwood movie, Any Which Way You Can, in which Jim appeared.
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INTRO
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The name of this song is the wild wood flower. Now the Wild Wood Flower is an old country classic
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Its gained a whole new popularity. The song isn’t any more popular, But the flower is doing real good.
VERSE 1
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
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Didn't know what happened but I knew it 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 C
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He said he flew up there. I had to fly up 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
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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
NC
Sittin' thar on that sack o' seeds
C G C F G C
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Y’all come back now, Y’hear
C G C
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C G C
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The name of this song is the wild wood flower. Now the Wild Wood Flower is an old country classic
C F C G C
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G|-0-------------0-0h2---0h2---0--------0---0h2-0---0---------0----------------------|
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Its gained a whole new popularity. The song isn’t any more popular, But the flower is doing real good.
VERSE 1
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 C
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B|---------1-------------------------------------|
G|-------0---0h2-0---0---------0-----------------|
D|-0h2-3-----------2---2h3-2-0---0h2---------0---|
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Didn't know what happened but I knew it 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 C
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D|-0h2-3-----------2---2h3-2-0---0h2---------0---|
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He said he flew up there. I had to fly up 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
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G|-------0---0h2-0---0---------0-----------------|
D|-0h2-3-----------2---2h3-2-0---0h2---------0---|
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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
NC
Sittin' thar on that sack o' seeds
C G C F G C
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Y’all come back now, Y’hear
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Jimbo Scott
Jimmie Davis
Jimmie Osborne
Jimmie Rodgers
Jimmie Van Zant
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