Speckled Pony

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Death ain't nothin' but a speckled pony ain't never been rode
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That's what Freddy Jones he told me many bottles ago
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And I guess Freddy was the best damn hand that would slip in his faded jeans
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Everybody said Freddy did everything bad but he never did anything mean

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Yeah death ain't nothin' but a speckled pony Freddy came to know
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Readin' his motel bible in Vaughn, New Mexico
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Now there's lots of trails old man Freddy rode won't never be rode no more
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Cause he's out there lyin' in a line shack dyin' with a chair up against the door

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And I recall when Freddy told me when I ride my speckled pony
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I'm gonna let that pony know he found a man to ride him well
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All my friends have gone before me but I'll ride him home to glory
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Out of nothing but my ornery and my pride in my own self

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Now can’t you hear that speckled pony he's ridin' tonight
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And old Freddy Jones is just a workin' cowboy and he’s holdin' on tight
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In a shack with a cot and a Coleman stove in the cold panhandle wind
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There's a friend of mine that don't know his kind ain't never gonna come again

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Yeah I recall when Freddy told me when I ride my speckled pony...
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I'm gonna let that pony know he found a man to ride him well
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All my friends have gone before me but I'll ride him home to glory
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Out of nothing but my ornery and my pride in my own self

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So Freddy ride Freddy ride your speckled pony
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Kick him high ride him long

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