Don't Push Me Out


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 the bricks that it lay in And save it from the city strife Away from the city life Then someone they whispered in my ear A country 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 I 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

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