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
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
Ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
Calling Wildfire
So, by the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There's been an old hoot owl howling
Outside my window now, 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 her
We're gonna leave [inaudible] busting behind
Get the hard times right on out of our mind
Riding Wildfire