'Twas the wild flowers I preferrednWho owed nothing to nobodynBut blossomed in the ditchesnAnd made their own way in the worldnn'Twas the wild flowers I admirednWho never done nothing to younBut driven from the gardennSang their own songs in the springnnYou can have your lily, you can have your rosenThat were taken and broken and bred by mennThey were grafted and lamednTwisted and tamednnBut the wild flowers I enjoyednThey had nothing to do with younThey flowered by the roadsidenAnd wore their own colors in the sunnnThat were there before you, will be there after younThat will out, that will out like your own true naturenYou can try, you can trynThat you will never defeatnnThe wild flowers I enjoyednThey had nothing to do with younBanished from the gardennThey made their own way in the worldnnThey sang their own songs in the springnAnd wore their own colors in the sunn