Wildfire

She comes down from Yellow Mountain

On a dark, flat land she rides

On a pony she named Wildfire

With a whirlwind by her side

On a cold Nebraska night

Oh, they say she died one winter

When there came a killing frost

And the pony she named Wildfire

Busted down its stall

In a blizzard he was lost

She ran, calling, "Wildfire"

She ran, calling, "Wildfire"

She ran, calling, "Wildfire"

By the dark of the moon

I planted

But there came an early snow

There's been a hoot owl howling by my window now

For six nights in a row

She's coming for me, I know

And on Wildfire, we're both gonna go

We'll be riding Wildfire

We'll be riding Wildfire

We'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire, we're gonna ride

We're gonna leave sod bustin' behind

Get these hard times right on out of our minds

Riding Wildfire