Wild Flowers from Carnival Town by Jake Mathison

WILD FLOWERS
Jake Mathison

In the panhandle's great wheat fields
That’s where I’ll make my stand
I’ve had enough of my bad luck
And following the plan

This old farm and this old dream
Were never what they seemed
Now the dust is strewn like the night stars
That burn when they convene

CHORUS:
Out where the wild flowers grow
Sometimes I see them and I know
That someday I won’t be alone
Out where the wild flowers grow

In the panhandle's great wheat fields
That’s where I lost my way
I had enough of poisoned stuff
And drinking life away

The reaper’s wraith, the sickle blade
That tore away my faith
He took my wife then my baby girl
She’d be ten today

CHORUS:

What the great wheat barons did to me
I'll never understand
They stole it all just to watch me fall
They're a plague upon this land

They took my life, so I'll take my knife
And cut them where they stand
I'll probably die, but at least I tried
To make a better end

CHORUS:

Out where the wild flowers grow
Out where the wild flowers grow
Out where the wild flowers grow
Out where the wild flowers grow

• American Rock
• Rock
• Minnesota