ChristiAna - Barefoot Mountain Child

It's been so long since I went out on my own, been so far sometimes I forget,
A southern sunset
A rope swing in the dogwood breeze blowing the trees of the Tennessee foothills
I remember how it feels

To be a barefoot mountain child
With the creeks and fields and trees singing their songs
Growing up to the sounds of the wild
Mama raised me right and Mama raised me strong
This barefoot mountain child

Everything we needed and nothing that we didn't was all we ever had
Kinda like a half filled glass
It was a simple kind of life that Mama made us, but everything she had, she gave us,
And I'll never be ashamed of

This barefoot mountain child
With the creeks and fields and trees singing their songs, growing up to the sounds of the wild
Mama raised me right and Mama raised me strong
This barefoot mountain child
Still in the heart of me, Like a pony running free, in my heart I'll always be,

This barefoot mountain child, with the creeks and fields and trees singing their songs,
Growing up to the sounds of the wild
Mama raised me right and Mama raised me strong
This barefoot mountain child
Barefoot mountain child
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Written by:
CHRISTIANA BALL, ROB CROSBY HOAR

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