To my first pony, Cherry Pie,
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from the little girl you taught to fly,
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to the sun.
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To Mrs. Thorton, from third grade,
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I remember all the times you'd stay,
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till Daddy picked me up.
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[CHORUS:]
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Oh, did you ever know?
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Did I ever tell you so?
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I hope you understand,
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you have so much to do with who I am.
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To my older brother, Wes,
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I worshiped everything you did and said.
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I hope it didn't bother you.
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To Grandma Melva and Grandpa Lin,
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what I'd give just to be five, again,
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singin' in your living room.
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[Repeat CHORUS]
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Arkansas summer wind,
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to feelings that never end,
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to anyone who called me "friend".
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All the blessings from above,
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to Mama's kiss and Daddy's hug,
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I didn't say it near enough-
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Thank you for who I am!
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[Repeat CHORUS]
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To my first pony, Cherry Pie,
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from the little girl you taught to fly.
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Cherry Pie
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