(ron agnew)

Jimmy joe left the mountain bout seven months ago,
When the autumn nights turned cool
Chasin a dream, like they say
Just goin away to school

An though he loved amy moren anything else,
He felt he just had to go, and make his way
An amy felt pretty close to dyin when jimmy left
That september day

Ysee, there was somethin she had to tell him,
But the words were never found
An as they stood there by the garden gate,
Jimmy picked a wildflower from the ground

As he placed it in amys hand an kissed her,
An her fingers touched the dew,
He wiped her tears away and told her hed be back
Not knowin what she knew

[chorus]
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And Ill watch my dreams for you
And I promise that Ill write you everyday
And when the winter snow is gone
Touch the flowers as they grow
And when the first one blooms then Ill be on my way

Well, jimmy joe never wrote those letters
An through the winter, amys hopes grew dim
As she felt the life inside her stir
An she watched the flowers grow, for him

Last spring jimmy joe came home, too late
He found that amyd gone away
An died givin life to his baby boy
An he recalled what he had said that september day

[chorus]
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And Ill watch my dreams for you
And when the first one blooms then Ill be on my way
Watch the wildwood flowers for me
And Ill watch my dreams for you
And when the first one blooms then Ill be on my way
And when the first one blooms then Ill be on my way

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