She Comes Down From Yellow Mountain
On a Dark Flat Land She Rides
On a Pony She Named Wildfire
With a Whirl Wind By Her Side
On a Cold Nebrasken Night
Oh They Say She Died One Winter
When There Came a Killing Frost
And the Pony She Named Wildfire
Busted Down and Stalled
In a Blizard He Was Lost
Chorus
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
It's Been a Hoot in Hell in My Window Now
For Six Nights in a Row
Shes Comeing For Me I Know
And On Wildfire We're Both Gonna Go
Will Be Riding Wildfire
Will Be Riding Wildfire
Will Be Riding Wildfire
We're Gonna Ride
We're Gonna Leave
Riding Wildfire
