Wednesday morning at five o'clock
as the day begins
Silently walking out of the ranch
Hugging her grandmother and her brother Mac
She trots off, leaving them out of sight
tears run down her eyes
Swiftly getting away from Ponyville
It's for the best, thinks the young farm Filly

She (we gave her most of our lives)
is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives)
home (we raised her in our grand beautiful ranch)
She leaves the ranch after living with us for
so many years (bye bye)

Grandma frowns as her grandson embraces her in a hug
Remembers the time she spent with that filly
Standing with him in the gate of the ranch
She breaks down and cries to her grandson
Macky my baby's gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me

She (We never thought of ourselves)
is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She leaves the ranch after living with us for
so many years (bye bye)

Sunday morning at ten o'clock in Manehattan way
She is still hungry from that measly food
She sees a rainbow, knows what she must do

She (dragging her hooves with great speed)
is coming (we never thought she'd return)
home (Big city life isn't cut out for her)
She belong here, as the three apples appear
Upon her flank (You're home)
She's coming home (You're home)

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