Black Pony

when i was a little girl, i had no time,
no time for cere-monies,
all i wanted was to see the world
from the back of a little black pony,
from the back of a little black pony.

mr. lee lived across the street, had a daughter my age named joanie,
in the summertime we'd build us a boat,
we'd sail to the island cony, we'd sail to the island cony.

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there used to be a medicine man to come around
everybody called him a phony - but i thought he was a king, when i heard him ring
a big bell on the little black pony, he was ridin' on a little black pony

i said "oh mister what can i give you
i haven't got much money - but i'll do anything, even try to sing
if you'll let me have that pony, i gotta have that little black pony."

he said "child" learn to play the banjo
play the old tunes happy and lonely - and i'll be back this way someday
& you can have that pony - you can have that little black pony.

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well, the old man he never came back
but i never once thought he was a phony - i just guess he must have realized
he couldn't do without that pony he couldn't live without a little black pony

mr. lee moved away and got a job in the city
that's the last i heard of joanie - but i can't forget the cardboard boats
and i still love little black ponies - i still love little black ponies.