She came home late one night, found her daughter in her bed.
She had born ten kids, now the youngest one was feeling so bad.
Saying mother can i stay the night here, i am feeling so alone i just broke up with Jimmy on the phone.
She could see her tearful eyes, she knew all about goodbyes.
She could feel her pain as she spoke, youll feel better by and by.¨
You're too good for that kid, you should be proud of what you did.
Let me tell you something else, dear love of mine.
Sweet baby you're a wild rose.
Shooting up, growing strong
Standing out on your own.
You're a beaty with thorns in the wind like a cornstalk, stronger than the biggest tree yeah.
It seems too me
Oooooooooh
The years went by she was old and she was weary.
Sometimes looking back at the glory days when she was young and she was fiery.
The safety net of ten families and a head full of memories.
Like when she told her youngest these word full of peace.
Sweet baby you're a wild rose
Shooting up, growing strong
Standing out on your own
You're a beaty with thorns in the wind like a cornstalk, stronger than the biggest tree yeah.
Sweet baby you're a wild rose
Shooting up, growing strong
Standing out on your own.
You're a beaty with thorns in the wind like a cornstalk stronger than the biggest tree yeah
It seems too me
Ooooooooh
Ooooooooh
Ooooooooh