God Keeps the Wild Flowers Blooming

I've been working all day long on some old forgotten grave

The place where mom and papa rest, beneath the cold, cold clay

Though the tear may fill my eyes, there's a smile upon my face

I see God remembered mom and dad, he put flowers on thier grave.

And there's wild flowers bloomin' on mom and papas grave

There's no pain now ever brought here any more

For the family they've all gone, I've been in prison for to long

But God keeps the wild flowers blooming on mom and papa grave.

You know I still remember just as though it was only yesterday

All the hell that my mom and dad went through to live

on from day to day

But the love that they both gave us, aw, it was surely heaven

And all the heartache that I know I've caused them, God

knows I'll always be grateful.

And there's wild flowers bloomin' on mom and papas grave

There's no pain now ever brought here any more

For the family they've all gone, I've been in prison for to long

But God keeps the wild flowers blooming on mom and papa grave.

God keeps the wild flowers blooming on mom and papa grave...