Pony Songtext
von Sara Watkins

I′ve seen it all, boys
I've been all over
Been everywhere in the whole wide world
I rode the high line
With old blind Darby
I danced real slow with Ida Jane
I was full of wonder
When I left Murfreesboro
Now I am full of hollow on Maxwell Street
And I hope my pony
I hope my pony
I hope my pony knows the way back home
I walked from Natchez
To Hushpakina
I built a fire by the side of the road
I worked for nothin′
In a Belzoni saw mill
I caught a blind out on the B&O
Taluah's friendly
Belzoni ain't so A forty-four′ll get you ninety-nine
And I hope my pony
I hope my pony
I hope my pony knows the way back home
I run my race
With burned-face Jake
Gave him a Manzanita cross
And I lived on nothing
But dreams and train smoke
Somehow my watch and chain got lost
I wish I was home
In Evelyn′s kitchen
With old Gyp curled around my feet
And I hope my pony
I hope my pony
I hope my pony knows the way back home
Oh I hope my pony
I hope my pony
I hope my pony knows the way back home