Lyrics

Headed north on Highway 3
Slow trailer ahead of me
Four hours till I get to Arkansas
On this lonely stretch of road
This lonely stretch of road
I think on stories never told

And as my journey carries on
 I come upon these fields of gold 
A sea of sunflowers shining down on me
As far as I can see, as far as I can see
At least a hundred acres strong

Those sunflowers well they rise up
Rise up
This time of year 
Those sunflowers well they rise up 
Rise up
Then they disappear

But something else had caught my eye
A sign that stood beside the field
With words that caused my
mind to go a wandering
That sign, well all it said
The sign, well all it said 
All it said was
“We love you, Clyde.”

And further on I stop for gas
And I ask the clerk about those flowers
She says “Yeah, they’re for Clyde.
His folks plant ‘em every year
They plant ‘em every year
It’s just their way of remembering”

Those sunflowers well they rise up
Rise up
This time of year 
Those sunflowers well they rise up 
Rise up
Then they disappear

Clyde was a country boy
Who lived upon the land
He worked upon the land
And he belonged there
And his mom and dad they plant those seeds
Coz he died upon the land
And his memory, his memory is strong there

And those sunflowers well they rise up 
Rise up This time of year
 Those sunflowers well they rise up
 Rise up
Then they disappear
Those sunflowers well they rise up
Rise up
This time of year
Those sunflowers well they rise up
Rise up
This time of year
Those sunflowers well they rise up
 Rise up This time of year 
Those sunflowers well they rise up
They Rise up