The Chisholm Trail became the road to Disneyland
After Billy the Kid, there came Lash LaRue
The only longhorn left are in the movies
The only buffalo left are in the zoo
CHORUS:
But my pony-
My pony knows the way back home
My pony loves his stall
And he wants his hay
This night air just might sober me some
My head is poundin' like a Cherokee drum
But my pony-
My pony knows the way
Friday evenings, I go into Tahlequah
Where I get myself a haircut and a steak
I buy me a pint of something awful
I go and make another big mistake
REPEAT CHORUS
Every night, I sometimes get this feeling
Why I'm all alone at night
Then I check the bottle in my pocket
And if it ain't empty, I'm alright.
REPEAT CHORUS
After Billy the Kid, there came Lash LaRue
The only longhorn left are in the movies
The only buffalo left are in the zoo
CHORUS:
But my pony-
My pony knows the way back home
My pony loves his stall
And he wants his hay
This night air just might sober me some
My head is poundin' like a Cherokee drum
But my pony-
My pony knows the way
Friday evenings, I go into Tahlequah
Where I get myself a haircut and a steak
I buy me a pint of something awful
I go and make another big mistake
REPEAT CHORUS
Every night, I sometimes get this feeling
Why I'm all alone at night
Then I check the bottle in my pocket
And if it ain't empty, I'm alright.
REPEAT CHORUS