Tom T. Hall Pinto The Wonder Horse Is Dead
I read it in the paper just about a week ago
It was on the back page and not many people know
Boy it made me feel bad when I picked it up and read
Pinto, the wonder horse is dead
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails're gone now but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto, the wonder horse is dead
My memory goes back to when I was a little kid
We believed in everything that Pinto ever did
Will our kids have a hero half as brave or half as strong
Pinto, the wonder horse is gone
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails're gone now but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto, the wonder horse is dead
We believed that Pinto was the fastest horse alive
If he outrun the wind itself we never were surprised
In my childhood memory full of boys grow into men
Pinto, the wonder rides again
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails're gone now but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto, the wonder horse is dead
