Wildfire

by Michael Murphey

Written by M. Murphey / L.Cansler

from the album "Blue Sky, Night Thunder"

Epic/CBS Inc. 1975 EK33290

 

 

She comes down from Yellow Mountain

On a dark, flat land she rides

On a pony she named Wildfire

Whirlwind by her side

On a cold Nebraska night.

 

Oh, they say she died one winter

When there came an early frost

And the pony she named Wildfire

Busted down its stall,

In a blizzard she was lost.

She ran calling Wild--fire

Calling Wild---fire

Calling Wi--i--ld--fi--i--re

 

By the dark of the moon I planted

But there came an early snow

Been a hoot owl howlin' outside my window now

For six nights in a row

She's comin' for me, I know

And on Wildfire we're both gonna go

 

We'll be ridin' Wildfire

Ridin' Wildfire

We'll be ridin' Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride

Gonna leave sodbustin' behind

Get these hard times right on out of our minds

Ridin' Wildfire