Pink Pony Pants and British

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, Mary Lou came ridin’ down the county fairway In pink pony pants, brighter than a brand-new hay bale Had little horses prancin’ from her hip to her knee She said, “I bought ’em in London—now look at me!” [Chorus] Pink pony pants and British bin bags One for the sparkle, one for the scraps She’s got a cowboy heart and a proper English knack Pink pony pants up front, British bin bags in back [Verse 2] Her sweetheart leaned against the old feed-store door Said, “I’ve seen strange outfits, but I ain’t seen more You got a pair for romancin’ and a sack for the rain?” She said, “Honey, that’s fashion—now say it again!” [Chorus] Pink pony pants and British bin bags One for the sparkle, one for the scraps She’s got a cowboy heart and a proper English knack Pink pony pants up front, British bin bags in back [Bridge] The sheriff tipped his hat, the preacher lost his place The ponies kept on gallopin’ right across her waist And when the wind came whistlin’ through the old town square Those bin bags flapped like flags in the county air [Verse 3] Now every Saturday when the dance hall starts to swing Mary Lou arrives, and the whole room sings No satin, no sequins, no ordinary slacks Just pink pony pants and British bin bags [Final Chorus] Pink pony pants and British bin bags One for the sparkle, one for the scraps She’s got a cowboy heart and a proper English knack Pink pony pants up front, British bin bags in back [Outro] Yee-haw, cheerio, tip your hat to that! Pink pony pants and British bin bags!