'Twas the wild flowers I preferred   Who owed nothing to nobody   But blossomed in the ditches   And made their own way in the world      'Twas the wild flowers I admired   Who never done nothing to you   But driven from the garden   Sang their own songs in the spring      You can have your lily, you can have your rose   That were taken and broken and bred by men   They were grafted and lamed   Twisted and tamed      But the wild flowers I enjoyed   They had nothing to do with you   They flowered by the roadside   And wore their own colors in the sun      That were there before you, will be there after you   That will out, that will out like your own true nature   You can try, you can try   That you will never defeat      The wild flowers I enjoyed   They had nothing to do with you   Banished from the garden   They made their own way in the world      They sang their own songs in the spring   And wore their own colors in the sun