She Comes Down From Yellow Mountain On a Dark Flat Land She Rides On a Pony She Named Wildfire With a Whirl Wind By Her Side On a Cold Nebrasken Night Oh They Say She Died One Winter When There Came a Killing Frost And the Pony She Named Wildfire Busted Down and Stalled In a Blizard He Was Lost Chorus 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 It's Been a Hoot in Hell in My Window Now For Six Nights in a Row Shes Comeing For Me I Know And On Wildfire We're Both Gonna Go Will Be Riding Wildfire Will Be Riding Wildfire Will Be Riding Wildfire We're Gonna Ride We're Gonna Leave Riding Wildfire