Tabbed by hattrickbatter C5 My grandfather picks wildflowers on top of the hill upon mountainside G5 C5 And he knows their names by their colour, shape and their size F5 C5 E5 F5 F5 Up over the ridge and through the valleys picking flowers by the riverside C5 My grandfather he picks shooting star and prairie smoke where lily-of-the- G5 C5 valley grows. Purslane and Queen Annes beauty, bathing in the oft flow. F5 C5 E5 Up over the ridge and through the valleys to find early ever lasting in the F5 light. F5 C5 E5 Oh, for true love. For true love, he said, F5 C5 For true love you do the best that you can. E5 F5 F5 And she will always be there when you wake up. Ohh C5 - G5 - C5 F5 C5 Up over the ridge and through the valleys E F----Fm Picking flowers by the riverside SOLO G5 - C5 - G5 - C5 G5 My grandfather was a fisherman and no fish ever stood a chance C5 When he was standing on the riverbed with a fistful of cutthroat on the sand G5 My grandfather was a good man and for a good life he gave thanks C5 Picking flowers for his true love. For Queen Anne on the riverbank D5 D5 * D5 D5 * My grandfather taught me there, if you show true love, that you can take D5 D5 * D5 care of her and when you wake up, she will always be there by your side. C5 My grandfather picks wildflowers, on top of the hill upon mountain side. G5 C5 And he writes the names in the back of his Rocky Mountain Wildflowers Field Guide. F5 C5 E5 Up over the ridge and through the valleys, to find early everlasting in the F5 C5 light. (Up over the ridge and through the valleys) E5 F5 C5 Picking flowers by the riverside.(Up over the ridge and through the valleys) E5 F5 F5 To find true love everlasting in the light. C5 E5 Oh, for true love. For true love, he said F5 C5 For true love you do everything you can E5 F5 F5 And she will always be there when you wake up. C5 My grandfather taught me, that picking flowers is worthwhile When youre doing it for your true love, and you see her smile. C5 Its like big skies, shooting stars, and where we are Where we grows, the roots are never ending light High up on the mountain (repeat and fade out).
