Down the Road
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As I come to Twyford and to Swag
I've all the steps and the things that go there
But as I'll sing about Julia there
Was worth a million shillings in a mare
I left against the best that could be span
For owners made us take a seat in hand
So the race was duly ran
And I'll tell you how I won
With brave Polly, my old pony world-renowned
Down the road and away went Polly
With a step so jolly my lips did wing
Down the road, the place was chilly
And the mare was willing for a light good kicking
Oh, the race was lit and might as well have been a sport
Woah, mare, woah, mare, you've earned your little bit of salt
Soon after that series of idle jolts
I'd have the little wonder from the foals
Angry to see the talk about her size
When four foals charged off to fill a nose
The missus and the in-laws went with me
The last of my four pony foals and kin
And the neighbours shared the grief
That was felt beyond belief
When my little mare was buried out on the heath
Down the road and away went Polly
Though the place grew jolly, couldn't hear the swing
Down the road, the place got chilly
And the dead mare whinnied for the final swing
Everybody looked so sad
And I felt quite forlorn
Woah, mare, woah, mare, you've earned your little bit of salt
Down the road and away went Polly
With a step so jolly my lips did wing
Down the road, the place was chilly
And the mare was willing for a light good kicking
Oh, the race was lit and might as well have been a sport
Woah, mare, woah, mare, you've earned your little bit of salt