She's a buckskin baby made of silk and steel Daughter of Mother's heart Dyed in the wool Future farmer of a brand new start She could've been a supermodel or a rich man's queen Livin up on easy street But the call of the wild and the solid earth beneath her feet
Seemed to complete her Let see into her soul To pastures greener Where there's room enough to grow
Back to where red fern knows The sweetness of the mountain rose And the land she laughs at all this wood and wire We all outgrow the skin we're in But we can weave, we can mend Stitch by stitch, row by row sure there's room enough to grow
Leaves were blowing on the pumpkins fattening in the field She saw a ‘we got apples' sign Turned a road never knowing what she might find He was sittin on his tractor when she caught his eye gave a wave and walked her way He was all breath and britches hair the color of the sun on hay
Through winter's hunger Spring and summer overflow With love free to wander where there's room enough to grow
Back to where red fern knows The sweetness of the mountain rose And the land she laughs at all this wood and wire We all outgrow the skin we're in But we can we can mend Stich by stich, row by row Making sure there's room enough to grow
Ohhhh ohhhhhh
Back to the red fern knows The sweetness of the mountain rose And the land she laughs at all this wood and wire We all outgrow the skin we're in we can weave, we can mend Stich by stich, row by row Making sure there's room enough to grow