Iris DeMent - Wildwood flower

I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue The pale emanita and hyssop so blue Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower A blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell He left me no warning no words of farewell I will dance I will sing and my life shall be gay I will charm every heart in the crowd I will sway Though my heart is now breaking he never shall know How his name makes me tremble my pale cheeks to glow Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love And cherish me over all others above Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour He's gone and neglected this frail wildwood flower I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue The pale emanita and hyssop so blue.