Porter Wagoner - Curse of the Wild Weed Flower текст песни

Their thoughts're all mingled their dreams all confused
Their minds and their bodies how they abuse
Searching for answers that doesn't grow there
Bound by the curse of the wild weed flower
Their plans their desires and all of their hopes wither and die as they go up in smoke
Sharp as a needle and filled with despair such is the curse of the wild weed flower
For a moment of joy to a lifetime of sorrow
For one day of pleasure they trade their tomorrows
Lost in a garden where bulbs all grow
With blossoms of heartaches and petals of woe
Eyes full of emptiness just stand and stare
Bound by the curse of the wild weed flower
Bound by the curse of the wild weed flower
Bound by the curse of the wild weed flower