She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a 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
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard he was lost

She ran calling Wildfire {x3}
By the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There´s been a hoot-owl 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 {x3}

On Wildfire we´re gonna ride
Gonna leave sodbustin´ behind
Get these hard times right on out of our minds
Riding Wildfire