Chords for Daddy's Wildwood Flower

[F] [Bb] [F] [C] .
[F] Mama was his wildwood flower, [Bb] my daddy used [F] to say,.
And to prove to her he loved her, [C] he'd play it [F] every day.
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Mom would look at him and smile, [Bb] she'd say, God bless my [F] man,.
I don't regret one single [C] time that I [F] gave him my hand.
The wildwood flower [Bb] was his [F] favorite song,.
And when he played for mama, her house became a home.
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[F] Mom took sick and passed away, [Bb] this was his darkest [F] hour.
He came home that very day and [C] he played the wildwood [F] flower.
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Time went by and he grew [Bb] old, he'd sit and [F] play for hours.
Memories of mom on his old [C] guitar, he'd play the [F] wildwood flower.
The wildwood flower [Bb] was his [F] favorite song,.
And when he played for mama, her [C] house became a home.
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[F] One night as I walked by his house, [Bb] I thought I [F] heard his song.
I heard mama talking, [C] but mom had long [F] been gone.
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I looked through the window and [Bb] saw God's mighty [F] power.
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There sat mom with daddy, [C] he was playing [F] the wildwood flower.
The wildwood flower [Bb] was [F] his favorite song,.
And when he played for mama, her house became a home.
[C] .
[F] As he grew old, he could play no more, [Bb] and his mind began [F] to fail.
We'd often find him in the field, [C] he seemed so old [F] and frail.
One day we couldn't find [Bb] him, and after [F] many days,.
Found him lying with the wildwood [C] flower upon [F] mama's grave.
The wildwood flower .
[Bb] was his [F] favorite song,.
And when he played for mama, [C] her house [F] became a home.
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