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EShe comes EdownEmaj7 from Yellow Mountain A
EOn a Emaj7dark, flatland she rides A
Amaj7On a pony she namedG#m Wildfire
Amaj7Whirlwind by her G#mside
F#mOn a cold Nebraska G#mnight.
They say she died one winter, When there came an early frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall, in a blizzard she was lost.
GShG#5e raAmn callingAmaj7 Wild -G#m fire,
G#mCalling Amaj7Wild - G#mfire,
G#mAmaj7G#mF#mBAmaj7
EBy the dEmaj7ark of the moon I planted A
EBut there cEmaj7ame an early snow. A
Amaj7Been a hoot owl howlin' outside my wiG#mndow now,
Amaj7For six nights in aG#m row.
F#mShe's comin' for me, IG#m know
And on F#mWildfire we're both gonna G#mgo.
We'll be ridin' Wildfire, Ridin' Wildfire,
We'll be ridin' Wildfire, On Wildfire we're gonna ride,
Gonna leave sodbustin' behind.
Get these hard times right on out of our minds,
Ridin' Wildfire.
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