Text: Bob Dylan. Street Legal. New Pony.

I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
How much longer? How much longer?
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
How much longer?
She broke her leg and needed shooting
I swear it hurt me more than it could ever have hurted her
How much longer? How much longer?

Sometimes I wonder what's going on with Miss X
How much longer?
Sometimes I wonder what's going on with Miss X
How much, how much? How much longer?
She got such a sweet disposition
I never know what the poor girl's gonna do to me next
How much longer? How much longer?

I got a new pony, she knows how to fox-trot, lope and pace
How much longer?
Well, I got a new pony, she knows how to fox-trot, lope and pace
How much longer?
She got great big hind legs
Long black shaggy hair hanging in her face
How much, how much? How much longer?

How much, how much? How much longer?
Everybody says you're usin' voodoo
I see your feet walk by themselves
How much, how much? How much longer?
Well everybody says you're usin' voodoo
I've seen your feet walk by themselves
How much, how much? How much longer?

Oh, baby, that God you been prayin' to
Gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
How much longer? How much longer?

Come over here, pony, I wanna climb up one time on you
How much longer? Well
Come over here, pony, I wanna climb up one time on you
How much longer?
You know so nasty and you're so bad
But I said I love you, yes I do
How much, how much? How much longer?

How much, how much longer?
How much, how much longer?