Room to Grow

She's a buckskin baby made of silk and steel
 Daughter of her Mother's heart
 Well, 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 her see into her soul
 To pastures greener
 Where there's room enough to grow
 Back to where 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 will mend
 Stitch by stitch, row by row
 We're 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 road 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
 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
 Well, it's back to where 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 will mend
 Stich by stich, row by row
 Making sure there's room enough to grow
 Ohhhh ohhhhhh
 Back to where 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 will mend
 Stich by stitch, row by row
 Making sure there's room enough to grow