She comes down from Yellow Mountain On the dark flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With 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 he busted down his stall And in a blizzard he was lost She went callin Wildfire, callin Wildfirem callin Wildfire By the dark of the moon I planted But there came an early snow Theres been a hoot owl howlin by my window now For six nights in a row shes coming for me I know And on Wildfire were both gonna go Well be riding Wildfire, riding Wildfire, riding Wildfire On Wildfire well ride Were gonna leave sodbustin behind Get these hard times right on out Of our minds riding Wildfire...You might also like
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