Polo Ponies

Polo Ponies, alfalfa hay
I stand by what I do, but I don't do half what I say
There's something about you that I'm struggling to explain
And I'm drunk as all can be

But I still love you the same
And you can take the boy out his home, but he'll struggle to find a replacement
Was never one to be graceful, you've never been nothing but gracious
Was never one to give thanks but I want for not, I want for not

Polo Ponies lined up and the dying days of youth
Can't stand cigarettes
My hands crave something to do
They crave something else it's true
And I'm drunk, drunk as all can be
All I'm wanting for is you
Wanting for is you

But I still love you the same
And you can take the boy out his home, but he'll struggle to find a replacement
Was never one to be graceful, you've never been nothing but gracious
Was never one to give thanks but I want for not, I want for not

Polo Ponies played out and my fathers driving home
I light a cigarette, out the window, I let it go
I thank God for everything, but I thank God for you the most
I thank God for everything, I just had to let you know I want for not