instrumental intro mama was his wildwood flower my daddy used to say and to prove to her he loved her he d play it every day mom would look at him and smile she d say god bless my man i don t regret one single time that i gave him my hand refrain the wildwood flower was his favorite song and when he played for mama her house became a home instrumental break mom took sick and passed away this was his darkest hour he came home that very day and he played the wildwood flower time went by and he grew old he d sit and play for hours mem ries of mom on his old guitar he d play the wildwood flower refrain instrumental break one night as i walked by his house i though i heard his song i heard mama talkin but mom had long been gone i looked through the window and saw god s mighty power there sat mom with daddy he was playin the wildwood flower refrain instrumental break as he grew old he could play no more and his mind began to fail we d often find him in the field he seemed so old and frail one day we couldn t find him and after many days found him lyin with the wildwood flowers up on mama s grave refrain instrumental outro