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Gray And Chalky Like My Granddaddy’s Skin, The Sky Was Cold And Lonely And Closin’ In All The Trees Look Like Stubble On Winter’s Chin And I Think I’ll Ride My Pony There’s A Wreath Of Bone’s And Ribbon Hangin’ On My Cabin Door Lusty Appetites Have Ravaged All Of Summer’s Stores And The Fear Of Death Don’t Even Come To Visit Me No More So I Think I’ll Ride My Pony Ridin’ Someplace Lonesome Has No Meaning Ridin’ Somewhere I Ain’t Stayed To Long Ridin’ Down A Mountain Side Careening Ridin’ Up Some Open Cut With Fate My Only Song I Think I’ll Ride My Pony Well The Horseman You Might Say He Is A Slave To The Brute But He Loves That Beast Of Burden And There Is No Substitute For The Pleasure Of His Saddle Or The Leather Of His Boot So I Think I’ll Ride My Pony Had A Girl In Dickson County And We Rode The Highland Rim She Kept My Cabin Warm In Winter And Mended Every Hem And I Would Have Took Her With Me But That Trail Never Ends So I Think I’ll Ride My Pony Ridin’ Where Spring Comes Up Like Roses Wraps Its Thorns And Petals ‘Round My Mind Ridin’ Somewhere Only God Supposes I Could Ever Dream Of Gettin’ To, From Sneakin’ Up Behind I Think I’ll Ride My Pony I Think I’ll Ride My Pony I Think I’ll Ride My Pony |
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