She'sa wildwood baby Born in Kentucky Strong as a thoroughbred She's out of control But it ain't the rock and roll It's the bluegrass in her head She's got a mind of her own And a soul that was grown On the music her grandpa played She comes by right from a long long line It's in her DNA
Wildwood baby Sweet Appalachian song Wildwood baby Playing all night long
She can scratch out the Carter Wildwood flower On her maple wood six-string Flatt and Scruggs to Ricky Skaggs Echo when she sings She lays a bow to the fiddle On Saturday night Plays the devil right out of it Sunday's for bible And grandpa's vinyls So, she don't lose her grip
Wildwood baby Sweet Appalachian song Wildwood baby Playing all night long, yeah
She don't care about money She don't care about fame Sometimes she don't care to brush her hair She ain't down to be tame
Wildwood baby Sweet Appalachian song Wildwood baby Playing playing, playing playing all night long, yeah Wildwood baby Sweet Appalachian song Wildwood baby Playing all night longTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
