on a dark flat land she rides
on a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
on a cold Nebraska night
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 Wild Fire
She ran calling Wild Fire
She ran calling Wild Fire.......
By the dark of the moon I planted
but they came an early snow
There's been a hoot owl howling at my window
for six nights in a row.
She's coming for me I know
and on Wild Fire we're both going to go,
She'll be riding Wild Fire
She'll be riding Wild Fire
going leave these troubles behind
get these hard times right on out of my mind
riding Wildfire...............
Wild Fire
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