She's a buckskin baby made of and steel Daughter of her Mother's heart Dyed in the wool Future farmer of a brand new start She could've been a supermodel or a 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 her see into her soul To pastures greener Where there's enough to grow
Back to where the red fern knows The sweetness of the mountain rose And the land she laughs 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 Making 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 down a never knowing what she might find He was sittin on his tractor when she caught his eye He gave a wave and walked her way 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 at all this wood and wire We all outgrow the skin we're in But we can weave, 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 But we can weave, we can mend Stich by stich, row by row sure there's room enough to grow