She comes down yellow mountain On a dark flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With a whirlwind by her side On a cold and drafty night
Oh they say she died one winter When there came a chilling 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 It's been a hoot out 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 Wildfire
We'll be riding Wildfire We'll be riding Wildfire We'll be riding Wildfire
