Ive seen it all, boys, Ive been all over Been everywhere in the whole wide world I rode the high line with old blind Darby I danced real slow with Ida Jane I was full of wonder when I left Murfreesboro Now I am full of hollow on Maxwell Street And I hope my pony I hope my pony I hope my pony Knows the way back home I walked from Natchez to Hushpukena I built a fire by the side of the road I worked for nothin in a Belzoni saw mill I caught a blind out on the BO Talullahs friendly, Belzoni aint so A 44 will get you 99 I hope my pony I hope my pony I hope my pony Knows the way back home I run my race with burntface Jake I gave him a Manzanita cross I lived on nothin but dreams and train smoke Somehow my watch and chain got lost I wish I was home in Evelyns kitchen With old Gyp curled around my feet I hope my pony I hope my pony I hope my pony Knows the way back home
pony, hope, belzoni, home, burntface