The hills were alive with wildflowers
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And I was as wild, even wilder than they
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For at least I could run, they just died in the sun
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And I refused to just wither in place
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Just a wild mountain rose, needing freedom to grow
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So I ran fearing not where I'd go
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When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
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Wildflowers don't care where they grow
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And the flowers I knew in the fields where I grew
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Were content to be lost in the crowd
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They were common and close, I had no room for growth
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I wanted so much to branch out
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I uprooted myself from home ground and left
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Took my dreams and I took to the road
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When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
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Wildflowers don't care where they grow
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I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right
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In a garden so different from me
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I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone
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So the garden, one day, set me free
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Hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend
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I just let him decide where we'd go
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When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
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Wildflowers don't care where they grow
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Repeat Chorus
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Wildflowers
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| Dolly Parton |
