She Comes down from yellow mountain

On a dark, flat land she rides

On a pony she named Wildfire

When the world went 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 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

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

We'll be riding WILDFIRE!

We'll be riding WILDFIRE! We'll be riding WILDFIRE!



On WILDFIRE (were gonna ride)

(were gonna leave some behind)WILDFIRE!

(get these hard times right on outta our minds..riding wildfire) WILDFIRE!