Little Black Pony

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When I was a little boy I had no time
No time for ceremonies
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 Coney
We’d sail to the island Coney

There used to be a medicine man 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 riding 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 son learn to play the banjo
All the old tunes happy and lonely
And I’ll be back this way someday
And you can have that pony
you can have that little black pony.

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 that little black pony.

Mr. Lee moved away and got a job in the city
That’s the last I saw of Joanie
But I can’t forget the cardboard boats
and I still love little black ponies
I still love little black ponies.