To my first pony, cherry pie,

From the little girl you taught to fly,

To the sun.

To mrs. thorton, from third grade,

I remember all the times you'd stay,

Till daddy picked me up.

[Chorus]

Oh, did you ever know?

Did I ever tell you so?

I hope you understand,

You have so much to do with who I am.

To my older brother, wes,

I worshiped everything you did and said.

I hope it didn't bother you.

To grandma melva and grandpa lin,

What I'd give just to be five, again,

Singin' in your living room.

[Repeat chorus]

Arkansas summer wind,

To feelings that never end,

To anyone who called me "friend".

All the blessings from above,

To mama's kiss and daddy's hug,

I didn't say it near enough-

Thank you for who I am!

[Repeat chorus]

To my first pony, cherry pie,

From the little girl you taught to fly.