verse 1 Wild flowers grew out her backdoor Down the hill and to the road Where young men came to pick them And to others they would go Watching trough a dusty window Sometimes from dusk til dawn Waiting for the man she favored But he never came to call Bitterweeds were all her garden grew I guess she always knew Bitterweeds were all she had To look forward to verse 2 Her neighbors said she was crazy 'Cause she stared when they walked by They say she wore a black rose But they never asked her why There were rumors never denied Growing tall like her grass Gossips said she was widowed Talked 'bout a love from her past repeat Chorus Bitterweeds were all her garden grew I guess she always knew Bitterweeds were all she had To look forward to verse 3 Last Monday, church bells were ringing Down the hill six men walked slow She finally left that cabin Taking secrets that she knows Watching through a dusty window Sometimes from dusk til dawn Waiting for the man she favored But he never came to call repeat Chorus Bitterweeds were all her garden grew I guess she always knew Bitterweeds were all she had To look forward to