How She Could Sing The Wildwood Flower Songtext / Lyric

How she could sing the wildwood flower

The orphan girl he would love so long

In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour

And all he has left of her is a song



He first saw her

Standing by a cabin door

Her song was ringing

Out in a voice so strong and sure

To the lonesome valley

He'd bring her there to be his bride

Where they would live and work together

Side by side






She was his sunshine

She was his moon and morning star

His words would ring true

On the chords of her guitar

But he was driven

And lost to her for days and days

Till the lonesome valley finally drove her far away



How she could sing the wildwood flower

The orphan girl he would love so long

In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour

And all he has left of her is a song



We all cling to

As the years keep rolling on

One single promise

Of a love that's past and gone

And that lonesome valley

We all walk it by ourselves

Where the wildwood flower

Is a story we will tell



How she could sing the wildwood flower

The orphan girl he would love so long

In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour

And all he has left of her is a song

How she could sing the wildwood flower

All we have left of her is a song