Michael Martin Murphey & the Rio Grande Band - "Wildfire"

OLDEN DAYS. SNOWY BLIZZARD WINDS, HOWLING THRU RAFTERS LATE AT NITE. LONG ISLAND AT IT'S BEST IN DEEPEST WINTER. RODE MY OWN " WILDFIRE" THRU MAGICAL SKIES, KEEPING ALOFT W/ THE BREATH EXPELLED WHEN PLAYING MY CHERISHED HORN. STILL TAKE THOSE EXCURSIONS, ALBEIT IN A TROPICAL CLIMATE. BLACK HAIR MORPHED TO SILVERY WHITE, EYES CLOUDY, STILL ABLE TO SEE MY " WILDFIRE" COMING FOR ME.