Running Wild
Erika Lewis
She always had a photograph
Of her mama on her wedding day
And in that picture all black and silver
Was a moment time could not erase
She had her smile and eyes
As wild as the rocky Montana range
She spent her childhood among the wildwood
Dusty flowers where the cattle graze
She grew up tall and she grew up right
Sun on her skin hair like the blackest night
Out riding horses, she held on tight
Bucking bronco’s under starry skies
Take me home, that’s where I want to go
Take me home, take me home
Where the Buffalo once did roam
Running wild where we used to play
The years moved on with family gone
Spread out like seeds, thrown into the wind
She drove a pick up and kept it filled up
Rode around the world and back again
Take me home, that’s where I want to go
Take me home, take me home
Where the Buffalo once did roam
Running wild where we used to play