Pony

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