Текст песни Tracy Byrd - Wildfire
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(Michael Martin Murphy/Larry Cansler)She comes down from yellow mountainOn a dark, flat land she ridesOn a pony she named wildfireWith a whirlwind by her sideOn a cold Nebraska nightOh, they say she died one winterAnd there came a killing frostAnd the pony she named wildfireBusted down his stallAnd in a blizzard he was lostShe ran calling wildfireCalling wildfireCalling wildfireBy the dark of the moon I plantedBut there came an early snowThere`s been a hoot owl howling by my window nowFor six nights in a rowShe`s coming for me I knowAnd on wildfire we`re both gonna goWe`ll be riding with wildfireRiding with wildfireRiding with wildfireOn a wildfire we`re gonna rideWe`re gonna leave sod bustin` behindLet these hard times right out if my mindRiding wildfire