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The Pony Express
The horse and the rider
Advancing in sleet
Unaware of the
Demise they are running to meet
In the Pony Express,
We must make our ends meet
And then we ingest
Whatever we keep
This morning, at dawn
I was saddled and ready
With my trusty horse Fawn
But my hands were unsteady
I jogged past the station
My pulse racing fast
For this was the indication
It was here at last
The conductor, Bill
Waved his final farewell
For as I passed the hill
I was in the land of Intelle
I kept on a’running
For I knew this land well
But the Intelle were cunning
And I was to be felled
With trembling hands
I pat the warm fur
Of my horse in the stand
And consider the mail that will never allure
As we fruitlessly gallop
Towards the end of the line
I can see the scalloping
Coming near the time
A rider comes fast
To my left and behind
With a hollering at last
I come to a bind
My dear horse is then taken
My message is set
To a terrible shaking
My life is in debt
With a silent token
My life passed away
My body is broken
Here I will stay
Dear brother and sister
And all who are near
No rest shall be mine
‘Till I reach the end of the line