Michael Martin Murphey - Wildfire

She comes ^Cdown^Cmaj7 from Yellow ^Fmaj7Mountain^{Fmaj9 C} On a ^Cmaj7dark, flat land she ^Fmaj7rides ^{Fmaj9 F} On a pony she named ^EmWildfire ^F Whirlwind by her ^Emside Dm Em (intro lick) On a cold Nebraska night.

Oh, they s^Cay s^Cmaj7he died one winte^Fmaj7r ^Fmaj9 When there^C cam^Cmaj7e an early frost ^{Fmaj7 Fmaj9 F}And the pony she named Wi^Emldfire ^FBusted down its stall, ^{Em Dm}In a blizzard she was^Em lost.

CHORUS: She ran calling ^FWild---^Emfire, She ran calling ^FWild---^Emfire, F Em Dm G C (intro lick) calling Wi----i----ld----fi----i----re.

^C By the ^Cmaj7dark of the moon I ^Fmaj7planted ^{Fmaj9 C} But there ^Cmaj7came an early ^Fmaj7snow. ^{Fmaj9 F} Been a hoot owl howlin' out^Emside my window now, ^F For six nights in a ^Emrow. ^Dm She's comin' for me, I^Em know And on ^DmWildfire we're both gonna^Em go.