歌曲 | Wildfire |
歌手 | Tracy Byrd |
专辑 | Ten Rounds |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Michael Martin Murphy/Larry Cansler | |
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 | |
And there came a killing frost | |
And the pony she named wildfire | |
Busted down his stall | |
And in a blizzard he was lost | |
She ran calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
By the dark of the moon I planted | |
But there came an early snow | |
Theres been a hoot owl howling by my window now | |
For six nights in a row | |
Shes coming for me I know | |
And on wildfire were both gonna go | |
Well be riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
On a wildfire were gonna ride | |
Were gonna leave sod bustin behind | |
Let these hard times right out if my mind | |
Riding wildfire |
Written: Michael Martin Murphy Larry Cansler | |
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 | |
And there came a killing frost | |
And the pony she named wildfire | |
Busted down his stall | |
And in a blizzard he was lost | |
She ran calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
By the dark of the moon I planted | |
But there came an early snow | |
Theres been a hoot owl howling by my window now | |
For six nights in a row | |
Shes coming for me I know | |
And on wildfire were both gonna go | |
Well be riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
On a wildfire were gonna ride | |
Were gonna leave sod bustin behind | |
Let these hard times right out if my mind | |
Riding wildfire |
Written: Michael Martin Murphy Larry Cansler | |
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 | |
And there came a killing frost | |
And the pony she named wildfire | |
Busted down his stall | |
And in a blizzard he was lost | |
She ran calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
Calling wildfire | |
By the dark of the moon I planted | |
But there came an early snow | |
Theres been a hoot owl howling by my window now | |
For six nights in a row | |
Shes coming for me I know | |
And on wildfire were both gonna go | |
Well be riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
Riding with wildfire | |
On a wildfire were gonna ride | |
Were gonna leave sod bustin behind | |
Let these hard times right out if my mind | |
Riding wildfire |