Original lyrics

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Barefoot running through the green pastures Smiling at her mom and dad Sun kissed skin, no t-shirt Grass stains covering her legs Mama’s looking on at her grand baby It’s a summertime cookout Gazing at the one named for wild things Family’s all around Oh, to be that free again Oh, to be that free Never looking back never looking on It’s the only way to be free Climbing up fence posts running under cows Not fearing what could be there Pulling up weeds to fill bouquets Wrapped in twine to share Sugar maples standing tall in the grove Cedar trees lend their shade Calls from the porch for Tiger Rose Through the woods she hears her name Oh, to be that free again Oh, to be that free Never looking back never looking on It’s the only way to be free Stars come out with the fireflies Cool breeze chills the air Freshly bathed under full moonlight Fire burns downstairs Oh, to be that free again Oh, to be that free Never looking back never looking on It’s the only way to be free