Date: 3/24/00; 3:56:37 PM
From: Rick Breckenridge <rbreck@co.flathead.mt.us>
Subject: The Pony Man by Gordon Lightfoot, sung by Michael Martin Murphey

The Pony Man
By: Gordon Lightfoot
Perfomed by: Michael Martin Murphey "Horses" CD
From: Rick Breckenridge <surveyor@digisys.net>

[G]When it's midnight on the meadow And the [C]cats are in the[G] shed
And the river tells a [C]story At the[D] window by my bed
If you [G]listen very closely Be as[C] quiet as you[G] can
In the yard you'll [C]hear him It[D] is the pony[G] man 

We're always there to greet him When he tumbles into town
He leads a string of ponies Some are white and some are brown
And they never seem to kick or bite They only want to play
And they live on candy apples Instead of oats and hay 

And when we're all assembled He gives a soft command
And we climb aboard our ponies As in a row the stand
Then down the road we gallop And across the fields we fly
And soon we all go sailing off Into the midnight sky 

And as we gaily rock along Beside a ripplin' sea
There's Tom 'n Dick 'n Sally And Mary Joe and me
And the pony man is leading Cause he's travelled here before
And he gives a whoop and a holler At Mr. Moon's front door 

And as we stop to rest a while Where the soda river glides
Up to the slip comes a pirate ship To take us for a ride
And the pony man's the captain And the children are the crew
And we go in search of treasure And laugh the whole night through 

And when the hold is filled with gold And the sails begin to strain
And the deck's piled high with apple pie We head for port again
And down the whirling staircase So swift our ponies fly
And we're safely in our beds again When the sunbeams kiss the sky 

When it's midnight on the meadow And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely Be as quiet as you can
In the yard you'll hear him It is the pony man