<Michael Martin Murphey> page <Blue Sky - Night Thunder> album page |
WildfireShe comes down from yellow mountainOn 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 When there came a killing frost And the pony she named wildfire Busted down his stall In a blizzard, she was lost She ran calling wildfire Calling wildfire Calling wildfire So by the dark of the moon, I planted But there came an early snow Been a hoot-owl howling outside my window now 'Bout six nights in a row She's coming for me, I know And on wildfire we're both gonna go We'll be ridin' wildfire Ridin' wildfire Ridin' wildfire On wildfire we're gonna ride Gonna leave sodbustin' behind Get the hard times right on out of our minds Riding wildfire |