A Day Often Spoke Of,
A Thousand Pretty Ponies
by Sue Wallis
Come on you little darlin's and let's go watch your daddy gather
A thousand head of horses out of grassy Garven Basin.
They are running altogether as they have been all this winter
They are running altogether as they have been all this winter
And it is a sight that we may never chance to see again.
So let's hurry up the mountain, watch and sit and wait there
So let's hurry up the mountain, watch and sit and wait there
To see a thousand pretty ponies pouring down off Garven's Range.
A hard day of riding o'er a bunch of fresh horses and finally
A hard day of riding o'er a bunch of fresh horses and finally
We have them all lined out and lopin'.
We lead them toward the trail and we cut off their choices,
We lead them toward the trail and we cut off their choices,
'till they headed uphill just like we'd been hopin'.
Now I see my sweetheart, the kid's and they're a'waving –
Now I see my sweetheart, the kid's and they're a'waving –
Even the wee one's from thereon are bidin'.
I thought that they would like the sight of us gatherin'
I thought that they would like the sight of us gatherin'
A good thousand horses is the sight worth the trip.
Over yonder see them comin' there's your daddy and he's running
Over yonder see them comin' there's your daddy and he's running
With a thousand head of horses down from grassy Graven Basin.
They are ripplin' like a river with their manes and tails a'flying,
They are ripplin' like a river with their manes and tails a'flying,
Flashing, glinting colors, proudest thing I've ever seen!
And see your daddy swaying as he comes a'riding hard an' spurring
And see your daddy swaying as he comes a'riding hard an' spurring
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