Wildflower (Live at Hammersmith Odeon, London, England - December 1973)

Oh, yeah

What a song, what a song to sing

And I’m singin’ my song, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sing a song, yeah, yeah, yeah

She faced the hardest times you would imagine

And many times her eyes fought back the tears, yeah, yeah

And when her youthful world was about to fall in

Each time her slender shoulders

Bore the weight of all her fears and a sorrow no one hear

Still rings in midnight silence in her ear

Let her cry for she’s a lady

Let her dream, she’s a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

And if by chance I should hold her, hold her

Let me, let me hold her for a little while

And if I had but one possession, possession

I would take her from the garden to be mine, oh, yeah, yeah

Be careful how you touch her for she night awaken

And sleep is the only freedom that the little girl knows

And when you walk into your eyes, you won’t believe

The way she’s always payin’

For a debt she never, never owed

And the silent wind still blows

But only she can hear, and so she goes

Let her cry, oh, for she’s a lady

Let her dream, she is a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

Let her cry, cry for she’s a lady

Let her dream and dream and dream and dream, she’s a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She’s a free and gentle flower growin’ wild

She’s, she’s, she’s a free and gentle flower, yeah, yeah

I’ma tell the world about my wildflower, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Growin’, growin’, growin’, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah

Growin’, growin’, growin’, yeah, growin’ wild

She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild

She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild

She’s a flower growin’, growin’ wild

She’s a flower growin’ wild

Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild

Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild

Wild, wild, la-la, growin’ wild