Wildfire

Wildfire - Michael Martin Murphey (邁可-馬丁-墨菲)

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 it's stall

In a blizzard he was lost

She ran callin' Wildfire

She ran callin' Wildfire

She ran callin' Wildfire

By the dark of the moon

I planted

But there came an early snow

There's been a hoot-owl howling

By my window now

For six nights in a row

She's coming for me

I know

And on Wildfire

We're both gonna go

We'll be riding Wildfire

We'll be riding Wildfire

We'll be riding Wildfire

On Wildfire we're gonna ride

We're gonna leave

Sodbustin' behind

Get these hard times

Right on out of our minds

Riding Wildfire