She Comes down from yellow mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire When the world went 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 Theres been a hoot owl howling by my window now For six nights in a row Shes coming for me I know And on WildFire were both gonna go We'll be riding WILDFIRE! We'll be riding WILDFIRE! We'll be riding WILDFIRE! On WILDFIRE (were gonna ride) (were gonna leave some behind) WILDFIRE! (get these hard times right on outta our minds..riding wildfire) WILDFIRE!