Little Pony (Live at University Chapel, Princeton, Nj, 11/12/1999)

I said hurry up, dig a Little Pony I know (say that so)

I said hurry up, dig and Little Pony will blow (ride, ride, ride)

When he's blowin' pretty, what a musical treat (say that so)

Get him goin' steady, with a wonderful beat (ride, ride, ride)

Giddy up, giddy up, do me the ditty up

Giddy up, giddy up, go wake the city up

Giddy up, giddy up, once more I wanna repeat

(People pass word, he's the last word that's the mass word)

They don't dig 'til he's big, then they wig

I said hurry up, dig a Little Pony I know (say that so)

I said hurry up, dig and Little Pony will blow (ride, ride, ride)

Want to say a lot about a Little Pony

Wanna celebrate the night the Pony booted up the big beat

And every time he got to cookin' everybody started lookin'

I can't stop tellin' what he was doin' to blow as though his heart was in it every minute

Singin' with a pretty kind of sound

Really givin' every pound

Never actin' like the greatest cat around

Everybody dug him and he had 'em really drinkin'

Like they did a lot of swiggin' from a gallon jug

And then he cooled a while, sentimental style

Later on a little while he had 'em swingin'

Stompin' the floor. Little Pony went a-ridin'

Illustratin' what a horn is really for

Had 'em comin' back for more

When they added up the score - Joy Galore

Been down east, did up the west

Come to find this Little Pony's the best

Blow your horn, do up the sound

Sing your song, you're really puttin' it down

Well a little bit of listenin' with a passable ear

Will get an awful lot of messages anywhere

Ride Pony, ride!

Be my wailin' guide

Keep on singin', I dig you're bringin' the word

(Get a load, I'm really singin')

Go, Pony go! (I really will go)

Put me in the know

Dig me wiggin' that way you're diggin' I heard

Anybody ever made it out to the coast

They would tell you what I'm talkin', talkin' about -

Little Pony wailin' on the alto saxophone

Hollerin' "giddy up" and "gallop"

Ball, Pony, ball. (I really will ball)

Don't be slow at all

Don't be bashful, be like you're blowin' for me

(Gotta move along speedily)

Go, on

Gotta get along, gotta do the coda. (Stay, blow)

It's really the end, you see. (Go on)

Well, thanks a lot, be really baby

I must quit the scene, if you know what I mean. (Be back?)

Don't be quittin' just when you're hittin' the peak

Get a record that'll play all week

Could be good be-bop,

So why don't you take a Little Pony ride with me

Could be