And I found a flower in a field   A field of cars and people   Rows of concrete, paint, and steel   Manhattan is where it grew      And I thought to cut it from its stem   And take it from the cracks    Between bricks that it lay in   And save it from city strife    Away from the city life      Then someone they whispered in my ear   A county girl can't be made out of anybody here   Don't touch it, it loves you not   Don’t touch it, it loves you not      Cause blue birds don't fly without their wings   And when we put them in a cage    the world can't hear them sing   So selfish when greed sets in   Possession, the king of sin      And people don't ever let you down   Forever find a way to kill    whatever life they've found   A heart beat and I want it too   Manhattan is where she grew      So I left and I let the flower be   And yesterday saw the flower on cable TV   Much prettier than here with me   For all of the world to see   Much prettier than here with me