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Southern Folk & Blues | Roadside Flowers - GHOST OF THE SOUTH
Yellow heads in the dust and gravel
Petals torn where the winds unravel
Soft but stubborn holding tight blooming in the dead of night
Roadside flowers bending low cut by the wheels still they grow
Rooted deep they'll never cower silent strength in the roadside flowers
Rusty fences leaning wide whispers carried on the countryside
No one tends them no one sees yet they wave against the breeze
The earth remembers every tread
Every stone every thread
Roadside flowers bending low cut by the wheels still they grow
Rooted deep they'll never cower silent strength in the roadside flowers
They're not for sale
Not for show
They'll take their time
They'll take it slow
Steel and tar
Can't crush the will
What's made to stand
Will be standing still