Pony Boy

Revisiting my old friend the gypsy oss. He's got a new patch of grass, but beyond that, nothing much changes.

Here's a spot of Bruce Springsteen to see in the weekend.


Pony boy, pony boy
Won't you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa
My pony boy
Ride with me ride with me
Won't you take a ride with me
Underneath the starry sky
My pony boy

O'er the hills and through the trees
We'll go ridin' you and me
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away
My pony boy

Down into the valley deep
'Neath the eaves we will sleep
Sky of dreams up above
My pony boy