The pony Man

|__ |__ |_ When it's_ midnight_ on_ the meadow_ and_ the cats_ are in_  the shed_ And the river_ tells_ a story_ at_ the window by_  my bed_ If you listen_ very_ closely_ be as_ quiet_ as_ you can_ In the yard_ you'll hear him_  it is_ the pony man_ We're always_ there_ to greet him_ when he_ tumbles in_ -to town_ He leads_ a string of_ ponies_ some are_ white and_ some are_ brown_ And they never_ seem_ to kick or_ bite_ they only_ want to play_ And they live on_ candy ap-ples__ instead of oats and_ hay_ And when we're all_  assembled_  he gives_ a soft_ command_ And we climb_ aboard_ our ponies_ as_ in a row_ they stand_ Then down_ the road_  we gallop_ and_ across_ the fields_ we fly_ And soon_ we all_ go sailing off_ into the midnight_ sky_                 And as_ we gai_ -ly rock_  along_ beside a rippling_ sea_ There's Tom_'n Dick_'n Sally__ and Mary Joe_  and me_ And the po_-ny man_  is leading cause he's_ travelled_ here_  before_ And he gives_ a whoop_ and a holler__ at Mr. Moon's front door_ |__ |__ |__ |__ |    [Mélodie sifflée] |__ | And then_ we stop_ to rest_ a while_ where the soda_ river_ glides_ Up to the slip_ comes a pi_-rate ship_ to take us for_ a ride__ And the pony man's_ the captain and_ the children are the crew_ And we go_ in search_ of treasure_  and laugh_ the whole night through_ And when the hold_ is filled with gold and the sails_ begin to strain_ And the deck's piled high_ with ap_-ple pie_ we head_ for port_ again_ And down the whirling stair-case_  so swift our ponies_ fly_ And we're sa_-fely in_  our beds again_  when the sunbeams kiss_ the sky_ |__ |__ |__ |__ |    [Mélodie sifflée] |_ When it's_ midnight_ on_ the meadow_ and_ the cats_ are in_  the shed_ And the river_ tells_ a story_ at_ the window by_  my bed_ If you listen_ very_ closely_ be as_ quiet_ as_ you can_ In the yard_ you'll hear him_  it is_ the pony man_