When she was young they called her wild rose
The ladies in the town turned up their nose
The boys all loved her, heaven knows
But she would never be tied down
She said that she was getting out
The first chance she had she'd take it
Don't know when
Don't know how
But I know for sure that I'll make it
So on the day that she
She turned 18
She bought a ticket for the Greyhound bus
He looked up from his cowboy hat and said
"Oh baby, what about us?"
She said "I've got to go
I've got to bloom
But in this small town babe, there ain't no room
For this Wild Rose"
And he looked at her and said

Well baby, you can bloom no matter where you are
You don't have to live in the sky to be a star
You don't have to be the sun to shine
Baby, just be mine

She got on the bus said "I just can't stay"
She didn't look back as they pulled away
But the humming of the tires couldn't drown out
The words she heard him say
And there beside the road she saw a Wild Rose
And it bloomed out where God had planted it
On an old rusty barbwire fence
And all of a sudden it all made sense when he said

Baby, you can bloom no matter where you are
You don't have to live in the sky to be a star
You don't have to be the sun to shine
Baby, just be mine

Well the bus pulled away with an empty seat
She made a call saying "baby, come and get me"
They drove all through the night and we're home
To see an Oklahoma sunrise
Sittin' on the porch late at night
Watching their babies chasin' fireflies
The little one looks up at the sky
And says "I wanna be a star"
And they said "baby, you can bloom
No matter where you are
You don't have to live in the sky to be a star"