Transcribed from the "Bluegrass: World's Greatest Show", Sugar Hill CD mentioned above.

Enjoy!


I've heard tell of some mighty fast horses
Run wild in the hills of Mexico
There isn't one with the speed and the beauty
Of that wild Kentucky roan.

See her flying cross the prairie
Better leave that horse alone
Cause you're never gona catch her,
She's the wild Kentucky roan

Well early in spring I was riding at midnight
Up north and chilled to the bone
My horse on his own started jumping and
whining at a wild Kentucy roan

There in the moonlight I saw her beside us
So close her eyes they shone
then she was gone, but she called me to follow
A wild Kentucky roan.

Now we're flying across the prairie
I can't leave that horse alone
Once you've seen her, you want to ride her
She's the wild Kentucky roan.

Well all thru the night I was racing the devil
Ride faster than I'd ever gone
Then came the dawn, she was no where around us
That wild Kentucky roan

See her flying across the prairie
Better leave that horse alone
Cause you're never gona catch her,
She's the wild Kentucky roan