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.

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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.