She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On 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, he was lost
She ran callin' Wildfire
Callin' Wildfire
She ran callin' Wildfire
At 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
On Wildfire, we're both gonna go
We'll be ridin' Wildfire
We'll be ridin' Wildfire
We'll be ridin' Wildfire
On Wildfire, we're gonna ride (Wildfire)
Gonna leave sod-busting behind (Wildfire)
And get the hard times (times) right on out of our minds
We'll be ridin' Wildfire
The song has a piano intro and outro which was edited out for radio. The introduction is based on a piece, Prelude in D-flat, Op. 11 No. 15, by the Russian classical composer Alexander Scriabin.
