Moe Bandy - The Rarest Flowers lyrics

I met her one day up in the mountains There by a cool rippling stream she glowed like the sun in a dress made of gingham she was a city boy's dream I painted her pictures of bright neon rainbows streets paved with silver and gold she loved the mountains but she loved me better. "cause she needed someone to hold The rarest flowers grow up in the mountains up where it's close to the sky but if you pick them, take them to the city Their bloom will wither and die I did not notice how fast she was fading how much she was dying alone until she told me with one tearful whisper it's time you're taking me home The rarest flowers grow up in the mountains up where it's close to the sky but if you pick them, take them to the city Their bloom will wither and die The rarest flowers grow up in the mountains up where its close to the sky but if you pick them, take them to the city their bloom will wither and die