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
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Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down his 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 going to ride
We're gonna leave
Sodbusting behind
Get these hard times
Right on out of our mind
Riding Wildfire
