Gordon Lightfoot – The Pony Man (Ukulele)

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When it's midnight on the meadow and the cats are in the shed

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And the river tells a story at the window by my bed

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If you listen very closely be as quiet as you can

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In the yard you'll hear him it is the pony man.

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We're always there to greet him when he tumbles into town

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He leads a string of ponies some are white and some are brown

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And they never seem to kick or bite they only want to play

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And they live on candy apples instead of oats and hay.

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And when we're all assembled he gives a soft command

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And we climb aboard our ponies as in a row they stand

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Then down the road we gallop and across the fields we fly

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And soon we all go sailing off into the midnight sky.

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And as we gaily rock along beside a ripplin' sea

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There's Tom 'n Dick 'n Sally and Mary Joe and me

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And the pony man is leading cause he's travelled here before

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And he gives a whoop and a holler at Mr. Moon's front door. 

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And as we stop to rest a while where the soda river glides

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Up to the slip comes a pirate ship to take us for a ride

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And the pony man's the captain and the children are the crew

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And we go in search of treasure and laugh the whole night through.

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And when the hold is filled with gold and the sails begin to strain

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And the deck's piled high with apple pie we head for port again

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And down the whirling staircase so swift our ponies fly

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And we're safely in our beds again when the sunbeams kiss the sky.