Текст песни Michael Martin Murphy - Wildfire
Michael Martin Murphy - Wildfire слова песни
She Comes down from yellow mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire When the world went 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 Theres been a hoot owl howling by my window now For six nights in a row Shes coming for me I know And on WildFire were both gonna go We`ll be riding WILDFIRE! We`ll be riding WILDFIRE! We`ll be riding WILDFIRE! On WILDFIRE (were gonna ride) (were gonna leave some behind)WILDFIRE! (get these hard times right on outta our minds..riding wildfire) WILDFIRE!