Wayne Watson - Watercolor ponies

There are w^Amatercolour p^E7susonies On my ref^Amrigerater d^Gmoor ^C7 And the s^Fhape of s^C7omething I d^Bm7on't really r^E7ecogniz^Ame ^{F E} Drawn by c^Amareful littl^E7suse finge^E7rs And put p^Amroudly on d^Gmispla^C7y A re^Fminder to us al^Cl ^Bm7 Of ho^E7w time fli^Ames ^{Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 G}

Seems an en^Amdless mound of laund^E7susry And a stairway ^Amlaced with to^Gmys ^C7 Gives a blow ^Fby blow ^{C7 Bm7}Reminder o^E7f the w^Amar ^{F E} That we fight ^Amfor their we^E7susll-bein^E7g For their greater^Am understand^Gming ^{C7 F}To impart a holy revera^Bm7nce ^E7 For the Lord^A

But, bab^Ay, what will we ^Edo When it c^F#m7omes back to me an y^C#m7ou? They l^Dook a little l^Aess Like li^Bm7ttle boys^E every da^Ay ^{E D} Oh, the pleasu^Are of watching The child^Eren growing Is m^F#m7ixed with a bitter ^C#m7cup Of knowing the w^Datercol^Aour poni^Bm7es Will one d^Day ride away^A

And the v^Fmaj7ision can g^Get so^Fmaj7 narrow ^G As you view throug^Ch your tiny wor^Gld ^C And little v^Gsusictories can go b^Cy With no a^Gpplause^{C G C} But in the greate^Amr evaluation As they fly f^Em7rom your nest of love May they m^Fount up with wing^Cs As eag^Bm7les for His ca^Esususe ^{E Esus E}

Pon^Bm7ies Will one day^D OO one day one day^{E D} ride a ^E w^Amay ^{C Esus E Am C}OOO^{Esus E A}