Hi People, setting on this sack of seeds, this is a line from a song called , The Wildwood Flower, by Jim Stafford.
A big ol' puff on the wildwood weed
Next thing you know
We's just wandering behind the little animals
All good things gotta come to an end
And it's the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington come by
And he spied us and he turned white as a sheet
And he dug and he burned
And he burned and he dug
And he killed all our cute little weeds
Then he drove away
We just smiled and waved
Sittin' there on that sack of seeds
Goes like that, does that sound right? Hope that helps, Later OZGROVE