Karaoké Wildfire Michael Martin Murphey

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 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

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 we'll be riding Wildfire we'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride her

We're gonna leave sod bustin' behind

Get these hard times right on out of our minds riding Wildfire