Lyrics Michael Martin Murphey

Michael Martin Murphey

Wildfire

She comes down yellow mountain

On a dark flat land she rides

On a pony she named Wildfire

Whirlwind 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 she 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 howlin' 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

She ran calling Wildfire

She ran calling Wildfire

On Wildfire we're going to ride her

We're gonna leave sod bustin' behind

Get these hard times right on out of our minds

Riding Wildfire