Wildfire

Wildfire

Micheal Martin Murphey

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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

And there came a killing frost

And the pony she named wildfire

Busted down his stall

And in a blizzard he was lost

She ran calling wildfire

Calling wildfire

Calling wildfire

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 with wildfire

Riding with wildfire

Riding with wildfire

On a wildfire we're gonna ride

We're gonna leave sod bustin' behind

Let these hard times right out if my mind

Riding wildfire

2011.01.14