Morgan Rhoads – A Christmas Pony lyrics

Verse 1:
There’s a pony ride at the Christmas tree lot pretty ponies walk around the track
One little pony just waits and wishes for a child to get on her back
Polly the pony ride pony you see she has no mane or tail
She tried to stop that mare from chewing them but to no avail
All the other ponies get lots of love from little girls and boys
Polly the pony ride pony would love to fill one little heart with joy

Chorus:
I want to be a Christmas pony oh won’t you take me home
Let me be your Christmas pony and I will never roam
I can run and trot and jump and be the perfect little mount
The mean kids say I’m ugly but it’s what’s inside that counts
I want to be a Christmas pony oh won’t you take me home
I’ll be good oh yes I will if you’ll call me your own

Verse 2:
Just last year Little Joe the Pinto was bought at Christmas time
Polly watched him walk into the trailer and move to the countryside
The other ponies with hair so pretty get chosen oh so quick
If she could meet someone who knows how she feels well that might do the trick
She dreams of greener pastures and leaving this all behind
So she sings this song as loud as she can though it’s inside her mind

Chorus:
I want to be a Christmas pony oh won’t you take me home
Let me be your Christmas pony and I will never roam
I can run and trot and jump and be the perfect little mount
The mean kids say I’m ugly but it’s what’s inside that counts
I want to be a Christmas pony oh won’t you take me home
I’ll be good oh yes I will if you’ll call me your own

Bridge:
When the little girl had chemo she lost all her hair
As soon as she saw Polly she said I want that one there
Her mom and dad held back their tears said we’ll do all we can do
The little girl hugged Polly’s neck and whispered I love you

Chorus:
Now Polly the pony ride pony has got a brand new home
With a little girl who’s hair grew back just like Polly’s own
She runs and trots and jumps and is the perfect little mount
And no one says she’s ugly but it’s what’s inside that counts
I want to be a Christmas pony oh won't you take me home
I'll be good oh yes I will if you'll call me your own