Tex Ritter - The Pony Express Lyrics
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The Pony Express
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What Are The Lyrics For The Pony Express By Tex Ritter?
It's been a while since you left St. Joe and still
I tell myself you gotta feel the same way. I'll get a letter very soon I know, so I call in each day and ask about the relay, and they say There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through, Just blame it on the pony express. There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray, Blame it on the pony express. I only pray that the long delay doesn't mean I've lost the heart I had a claim on, But if they stay on a homeward trail, I know there's gonna be a letter with my name on How can I go on? There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through, I'm gonna blame it on the pony express There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray, Why don't you blame it on the pony express? Honey if you're lonely, blame it on the pony express. Cherokee, Pawnee, Navajo Indian It's such along way from St. Joe to Sacramento I'm tryin' not to worry, but my heart is in a hurry So write just as fast as you can. There's nothin' I can do if it don't get through, Blame it on the pony express There's nothin' I can say if it goes astray, Just blame it on the pony express. Well, there's nothin' I can do if it don't get through, Why don'tcha blame it on the pony express I said there's nothin' I can say if it goes astray, Why don't I blame it on the pony express. Well, there's nothin' I can do if it don't get through, Just blame it on the pony express I said there's nothin' I can say if it goes astray, I'm gonna blame it on the pony express. |
Who Wrote The Pony Express By Tex Ritter?
Tex Ritter
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What's The Duration Of The The Pony Express By Tex Ritter?The duration of The Pony Express is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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