In the shadow of the old barn door
A little green sprout grows out of the floor
The farmers whisper wonder what this could be
It's a secret that the town folks can't see
Under the sun and the Tennessee sky
Nobody knows but it gets you high
Just a small-town curiosity
Turned into a hidden remedy
Oh little green sprout growing wild
In the heart of the country untamed and mild
A tiny leaf with a potent dream
Living undercover by the bubbling stream
At night when the moon shines bright
The town folk gather in soft twilight
By the river where the willow tree bends
A hush falls as the magic begins
The sheriff he ain't got a clue
Too busy dealing with the everyday blues
But the little green sprout stands tall
In its own way casting a spell on us all
Oh little green sprout growing wild
In the heart of the country untamed and mild
A tiny leaf with a potent dream
Living undercover by the bubbling stream