Wildflowers In A Mason Jar

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January back in '55 we rode a 
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Greyhound bus through the Georgia 
midnight
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Grandpa was sleeping and the winter 
sky was clear
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We hit a bump and his head jerked 
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back a little and he mumbled 
something
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He woke up smiling, but his eyes 
were bright with tears
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        Said, "I dreamed I was 
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back on the farm...
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        20 years have passed, boy,
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 but the memory still warms me...
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        Wildflowers in a Mason 
             G  A
Jar..."
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He told me those old stories about
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 that one-room cabin in Kentucky
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The smell of the rain and the warm 
earth in his hands
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He slowly turned and stared 
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outside; his face was mirrored in 
the window
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And his reflection flew across the 
moonlit land
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        And he dreamed he was back
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 on the farm
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        Tilts his head and listens
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 to the early sound of morning
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        Wildflowers in a Mason 
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Jar
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An old man and an eight-year-old 
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boy rolling down that midnight 
highway
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Kentucky memories from a winter 
Georgia night
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I started drifting off and 
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Grandpa tucked his coat around me
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I think I tried to smile as I slowly
 closed my eyes
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        And I dreamed I was with 
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him on the farm
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        "Grandpa, I can hear the 
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evening wind out in the corn...
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        Wildflowers in a Mason 
           G  A
Jar...
      G       A           D 
        Wildflowers in a Mason 
           G  A
Jar...
      G       A           D 
        Wildflowers in a Mason 
           G  A
Jar..."
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And the bus rolled through the 
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night...