Famous Flower of Manhattan

I found a flower in a field

A field of cars and people, Rows of concrete, paint, and steel

Manhattan is where it grew

And I thought, to cut it from its stem

And take it from the cracks

Between bricks that it lay in

And save it from city strife

Away from the city life

Then someone, they whispered in my ear

A county girl can't be made out of anybody here

Don't touch it, it loves you not

Don't touch it, it loves you not

Cause blue birds, Don't fly without their wings

And when we put them in a cage

The world can't hear them sing

So selfish when greed sets in

Possession, the king of sin

And people don't ever let you down

Forever find a way to kill whatever love they've found

A heart beat and I want it too

Manhattan is where she grew

So I left and I let the flower be

And yesterday saw the flower on cable TV

Much prettier than here with me

For all of the world to see

Much prettier than here with me