"Ponies" lyrics

"Ponies"

Somewhere out on the prairie
Is the greatest cowboy that's ever been
When he lays his hands upon the ponies
They shutter with that understanding skin

He says ponies now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
And discover what begins each shining day

When the storm clouds in the west are quickly gathering
Ponies they run wildly before it rains
You'll see their sleek dark bodies brightly gleamin'
You'll know the fire's flying through their brains

He says ponies now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
And discover what begins each shining day

He says ponies now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away
I want to fly with you across the sunrise
And discover what begins each shining day

He says ponies now ponies don't you worry
I have not come to steal your fire away...


Writer(s): Jeff Hawthorne Bullock
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