Cherry Pie

To my first pony, Cherry Pie,

from the little girl you taught to fly,

to the sun.

To Mrs. Thorton, from third grade,

I remember all the times you'd stay,

till Daddy picked me up.

[CHORUS:]

Oh, did you ever know?

Did I ever tell you so?

I hope you understand,

you have so much to do with who I am.

To my older brother, Wes,

I worshiped everything you did and said.

I hope it didn't bother you.

To Grandma Melva and Grandpa Lin,

what I'd give just to be five, again,

singin' in your living room.

[Repeat CHORUS]

Arkansas summer wind,

to feelings that never end,

to anyone who called me "friend".

All the blessings from above,

to Mama's kiss and Daddy's hug,

I didn't say it near enough-

Thank you for who I am!

[Repeat CHORUS]

To my first pony, Cherry Pie,

from the little girl you taught to fly.