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