She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named 1
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night

Oh, they say she died one winter
When 2 came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizard he was 3

She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire

By the dark of the 4 - I planted
But there came an early snow
There's 5 a hoot-owl howling by my window now
For six nights in a row
She's 6 for me I know
And on Wildfire we're both gonna go

We'll be 7 Wildfire
We'll be riding Wildfire
We'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride
Gonna 8 sodbustin' behind
Get these hard times right on out of our minds
Riding Wildfire