Classic Poem

Mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmm
Mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmm

Why don't you
catch me a pony
and saddle
up my black mare
Oh, my pony —
saddle up
my my black mare
You know I
I'm gonna follow my baby
way out in
the world, somewhere

You know
he's a traveling horse
and he's
too black bad
He's a tra-
veling pony
and, I declare,
he's too black bad
You know
he's got a gait, now, no
traveling mare
ain't never had

You know
I take him by the reins
and I led
him around and 'round
I say I take him
by the reins and I
I led him
around and 'round
You know
he's the best in the world but
he's the best
ever
been in this time

You know
he's a traveling horse
and he don't
even know his name
He's a tra-
veling pony
and he don't
even know his name
You know
the way he can travel
is a low down
old dirty shame

Why don't you
come up here pony
now come on
please let's us go
I say
come up
get up there
please pony
now let's us go
Let's we
saddle on down on
the Gulf of
of Mexico

You know the
horse that I'm riding
he can foxtrot
he can lope and pace
I say
the pony
I'm riding
he can foxtrot and
he can lope and pace
You know
a horse: with him in the gate
you know
I'm bound to
win that race

Mmmmmm
he's a traveling horse
and he don't
even know his name
He's a tra-
veling pony
and he don't
even know his name
You know
the way he can travel
is a low down
old dirty shame