The hills were a live with wild (Eb)flow ers and (Bb)I
was as wild, e ven (F7)wild (Eb)er than (Bb)they.
For at least I could run; they just (Eb)died in the sun;
and I re fused to just (F)with (Eb)er in (Bb)place.
So, Just a (Eb)wild moun tain rose, need ing (Bb)free dom to grow, so I (Eb)ran, fear ing not where I’d (Bb)go.
When a (Bb)flow er grows wild, it can (Eb)al ways sur (Bb)vive.
Wild flow ers don’t (F7)care where (Eb)they (Bb)grow.
And the flow ers I knew in the (Eb)fields where I (Bb)grew
were con tent to be (F7)lost (Eb)in the (Bb)crowd.
They were com mon and close; I had (Eb)no room for growth
and I the want ed so (F)much (Eb)to branch (Bb)out.
I I up (Eb)root ed my self from my (Bb)home ground and left, took my (Eb)dreams and I took to the (Bb)road.
When a (Bb)flow er grows wild, it can (Eb)al ways sur (Bb)vive.
Wild flow ers don’t (F7)care where (Eb)they (Bb)grow.
And the
I grew up fast and wild and I (Eb)nev er felt (Bb)right
in a gar den so (F7)dif (Eb)f’rent from (Bb)me.
I just nev er be longed, I just (Eb)longed to be gone,
and so the gar den one (F)day (Eb)set me (Bb)free.
I hitched a (Eb)ride with the wind and since (Bb)he was my friend, I just (Eb)let him de cide where we’d (Bb)go.
When a (Bb)flow er grows wild, it can (Eb)al ways sur (Bb)vive.
Wild flow ers don’t (F7)care where (Eb)they (Bb)grow.
And the
I grew
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hm hm hm (F)hm hm (Bb)hm.
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hm hm hm (F)hm hm (Bb)hm.
Hm hm (Bb)hm hm hm hm hm hm (Eb)hm hm (Bb)hm
hm hm hm (F)hm hm (Bb)hm.
Hm hm hm hm hm hm hm (Eb)hm hm hm
hm hm hm (F)hm hm (Bb)hm.
Hm hm (Bb)hm.
This page shows “Wildflowers” by Dolly Parton in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Eb at 140 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.