She comes down from Yellow Mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire A 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 its stall In a blizzard she was lost She ran calling Wildfire Calling Wildfire Calling Wildfire So by the dark of the moon, I planted But there came an early snow Been a hoot-owl howling outside my window now 'Bout 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 Riding Wildfire Riding Wildfire On Wildfire we're gonna ride Gonna leave sodbustin' behind (Wildfire) Get the hard times right on out of our minds (Wildfire) Riding Wildfire