I am my own pony, my two feet are gonna have to do
I am my own pony, my two feet will have to do
Well that's two less feet that I can't afford to shoe

I fix up my long braids so they feel just like reins, just like reins
Oh, I fix up my long braids so they feel just like reins,
So I can rein myself in, cause you know I ain't half tamed

Well, I got no rider, I bed myself down at night
I've got no rider, I bed myself down at night
I give myself a good rubdown, and then I dream about a pegasus in flight

And I'm gonna run, I'm gonna ramble, till I get back to where I came from
I'm gonna run, I'm gonna ramble, till I get back to where I came
I'm gonna get lost in the woods, with the briars all stuck in my mane

And I can't be rough-handled, or I will shy away
Oh, I can't be rough-handled or I will shy away
I'm a spooky little pony, I have always been this way

And I can't be broken, but you might ride if you can ride nice and sweet
Well, I can't be broken, but you might ride nice and sweet
If you can't ride to suit me, I will leave you laying in the street

But when I'm takin' up a big good rider, I want you to give me my head
When I'm takin' up a big good rider, I want you to give me my head
I can only shake my mane and whinny, but you know exactly what I said,
You know exactly what I said


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Spooky Pony Blues song meanings
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