12.Wildfire
She comes down from yellow mountain
On the dark flatland she rides
On the pony she named Wildfire
With the 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 calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
By the dark of the moon I planted
But there came an early snow
There's been a hotter howling by my window now
For six nights in a row
She's coming for me I know
And on Wildfire we're gonna go
We'll be riding Wildfire
We'll be riding Wildfire
We'll be riding Wildfire
We are gonna ride gonna leave heartache behind baby
We're gonna ride riding Wildfire
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