Black Pony Blues

I got a coal‑black mare:
but Lord how that horse can run
Yes she win every race:
man you don't see how it's done

I give her three gold teeth:
I put earings in her ears
There ain't no use a‑worrying:
I do swear the stuff is here

I cut her mane:
I put streamline shoes on her feet
Ain't a horse in the country:
I do swear my horse can't beat

Say she foxtrot and pace:
and I rode that horse today
Yeah when morning comes:
she had never broke her gait

She going to the race track at midnight:
and I rode her all night long
Yeah when morning come:
she had never changed her weight

She's a coal‑black mare:
she's got long black curly mane
Well I'll follow that horse:
man in any land