Wild Flowers In A Mason Jar (the Farm) Lyrics

Wild Flowers In A Mason Jar (the Farm)

This song was first released on the Some Days Are Diamonds album. It is the only
album it has been released on.

January back in 55 we rode a Greyhound bus
through the Georgia midnight
Grandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was
clear
We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled
something
He woke up smiling but his eyes were bright with tears he
said...

I dreamed I was back on the farm
Twenty years have passed
boy
But the memory still warms me
Wild flowers in a mason jar

He
told me those old stories bout that one room cabin in Kentucky
The smell of
rain and the feel of the warm earth in his hands
He slowly turned and stared
outside
His face was mirrored in the window
And his reflection flew across
the moonlit land

And he dreamed he was back on the farm
He tilts his
head and listens to the early sounds of morning
Wild flowers in a mason
jar

An old man and an eight year old boy
Rolling down that midnight
highway
Warm Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia night
I started
drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me
I think I tried to smile
as I slowly closed my eyes
And I dreamed I was with him on the
farm
Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn
Wild flowers in
a mason jar and the bus rolling through the night

Words and Music by
Dennis Linde