[Versetto]
G                              C           G 
The hills were alive with wild flowers and I 
                 D7          G 
Was as wild even wilder than they 
                                   C           G 
For at least I could run they just died in the sun 
                      D7         G 
And I refused to just wither in place
[Versetto]
       C                          G 
Just a wild mountain rose needing freedom to grow 
     C                         G    D7 
So I ran fearing not where I'd go-o-o 
       G                        C         G 
When a flower grows wild it can always survive 
                  D7              G 
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
[Versetto]
                              C              G 
And the flowers I knew in the fields where I grew 
                   D7          G 
Were content to be lost in the crowd 
                               C          G 
They were commonly close I had no room to grow 
                D7             G 
And I wanted so much to branch out
[Versetto]
     C                       G 
So I uprooted myself from my home ground and left 
     C                           G      D7 
Took my dreams and I took to the road-o-oad 
       G                        C         G 
When a flower grows wild it can always survive 
                  D7              G 
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
[Versetto]
                              C          G 
I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right 
               D7             G 
In a garden so different from me 
                             C            G 
I just never belonged I just longed to be gone 
                  D7         G 
So the garden one day set me free
[Versetto]
            C                      G 
I hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend 
  C                              G   D7 
I just let him decide where we'd go-o-o 
       G                        C         G 
When a flower grows wild it can always survive 
                  D7              G 
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
[Versetto]
       C                          G 
Just a wild rambling rose seeking mysteries untold 
   C                           G       D7 
No regrets for the path that I chose-o-ose 
       G                        C         G 
When a flower grows wild it can always survive 
                  D7              G 
Wildflowers don't care where they grow