CAPO 5th
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[D]Well Mama was his Wildwood Flower, [G]my Daddy used to [D]say,
[D]And to prove to her he loved her, [A]he'd play it every [D]day.
[D]Mom would look at him and smile, she'd [G]say, "God bless my [D]man,
[D]I don't regret one single day that [A]I gave him my h[D]and.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite s[D]ong,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
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[D]Mom took sick and passed away, [G]this was his darkest [D]hour.
[D]He came home that very day and he [A]played the Wildwood [D]Flower.
[D]Time went by and he grew old, h[G]e'd sit and play for h[D]ours,
[D]Mem'ries of Mom on his old guitar, [A]he'd play the Wildwood Fl[D]ower.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite [D]song,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
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[D]One night, as I walked by his house, I t[G]hought I heard his [D]song.
[D]I heard Mama talkin', but M[A]om had long been g[D]one.
[D]I looked through the window and saw [G]God's mighty [D]power.
[D]There sat Mom with Daddy, he was [A]playin' the Wildwood F[D]lower.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite [D]song,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
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[D]As he grew old, he could play no more, and h[G]is mind began to f[D]ail.
[D]We'd often find him in the field, [A]he seemed so old and fr[D]ail.
[D]One day, we couldn't find him, a[G]nd after many d[D]ays,
[D]Found him lyin' with the wildwood flowers, [A]up on Mama's g[D]rave.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite s[D]ong,
[D]And when he played for Mama, H[A]er house became a h[D]ome.
I usually repeat the chorus 3-4 times here at the end.
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INSTRUMENTAL INTRO
[D]Well Mama was his Wildwood Flower, [G]my Daddy used to [D]say,
[D]And to prove to her he loved her, [A]he'd play it every [D]day.
[D]Mom would look at him and smile, she'd [G]say, "God bless my [D]man,
[D]I don't regret one single day that [A]I gave him my h[D]and.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite s[D]ong,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
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[D]Mom took sick and passed away, [G]this was his darkest [D]hour.
[D]He came home that very day and he [A]played the Wildwood [D]Flower.
[D]Time went by and he grew old, h[G]e'd sit and play for h[D]ours,
[D]Mem'ries of Mom on his old guitar, [A]he'd play the Wildwood Fl[D]ower.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite [D]song,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
[D]One night, as I walked by his house, I t[G]hought I heard his [D]song.
[D]I heard Mama talkin', but M[A]om had long been g[D]one.
[D]I looked through the window and saw [G]God's mighty [D]power.
[D]There sat Mom with Daddy, he was [A]playin' the Wildwood F[D]lower.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite [D]song,
[D]And when he played for Mama, [A]Her house became a [D]home.
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[D]As he grew old, he could play no more, and h[G]is mind began to f[D]ail.
[D]We'd often find him in the field, [A]he seemed so old and fr[D]ail.
[D]One day, we couldn't find him, a[G]nd after many d[D]ays,
[D]Found him lyin' with the wildwood flowers, [A]up on Mama's g[D]rave.
[D]The Wildwood Flower [G]Was his favorite s[D]ong,
[D]And when he played for Mama, H[A]er house became a h[D]ome.
I usually repeat the chorus 3-4 times here at the end.
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