over I have days When my journey's ended Place some CHORUS Local Daisies Wildwood Where I will hours Lay me Flowers. Please don't buy those Red Carnations I don't need the Lilies fair Just go walkin' on the mountain Gather while it's blooming there. Rosemary means that you'll remember Clover sweet as the love we shared Mrytle says that you will miss me Ramblin' Roses say you care. CHORUS Let the birds sing from the tree tops Let the grass grow where it may No arrangement, no bright ribbons Just a simple, wild bouquet. CHORUS SOURCE: TOM T. HALL-HOME GROWN