She comes down from Yellow Mountain

On a dark, flat land she rides

On a pony she named Wildfire

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 she was lost

She ran calling Wildfire

Calling Wildfire

Calling Wildfire

So by the dark of the moon, I planted

But there came an early snow

Been a hoot-owl howling outside my window now

'Bout 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

Riding Wildfire

Riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride

Gonna leave sodbustin' behind (Wildfire)

Get the hard times right on out of our minds (Wildfire)

Riding Wildfire