Wildflowers

Well, I went out walking
Along that old highway road.
You know the one
That never seems to end
When I came upon a crop
Of roadside flowers,
Just blowing sweetly
In the wind.

Wildflowers
Wildflowers
Well, all my friends
And all my loves
And all my mighty powers

Well, all my friends
And all my loves
And all my powers
Well, they're just wildflowers
Wildflowers
Wildflowers
Wildflowers