DIFFERENT KIND OF FLOWER, A
(Gary Sefton)


Ray Price - 1976





She came down from Boston to be closer to her mother
And to try a little taste of country life
She was her mother's only daughter from a good school where they taught her
How to walk and talk and fold a napkin right

I was boots and Levi's, born for drivin' cows and plantin' corn
And anything that sparkled caught my eye
She was a different kind of flower , nothin' like my country clover
But I figured I could touch her if I tried

I only meant to touch her just one time and let her go
Touchin' her was lovin' her and how was I to know
That she'd be the kind of flower calloused hands could never hold
While I was reachin' for her body, she was reachin' for my soul

She went back to Boston, my soul is all it cost me
Just to touch her now I wish I'd never tried
She was a different kind of flower, after havin' known her
I just can't keep country clover on my mind

I only meant to touch her just one time and let her go
Touchin' her was lovin' her and how was I to know
That she'd be the kind of flower calloused hands could never hold
While I was reachin' for her body, she was reachin' for my soul






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2012)