As Free A Little Bird As Can Be - John Hammond, Sr.

Both feet together Slowly progressing Always in time Don't count the feathers Just count the wings Everyday counting Everything's changing I almost forgot it But then I remembered I was thrown in the boat Cast out to sea Friendly with waves There were sharks below Hungry for me So I dangled my leg I lit up like a match Because i bled gasoline Made a torch of myself Until the moon was mine Stars made of me How I lit up that sky Both feet together Slowly progressing Always in time Don't count the feathers Just count the wings Everyday counting Everything's changing I almost forgot it But then I remembered

We're the toughest little ponies in town Got the moves, got the mojo, no harder working ponies around We are a trio, work as a team We'll be the first ponies out on the flag-waving scene We get going when the going gets tough We know our very best is just never enough We're kinda short, but so what? We don't get defeated We could take a little break, but we don't need it We've got hearts as strong as horses We've got hearts as strong as horses We've got hearts as strong as horses We've got hea-a-a-arts, hearts strong as horses When we put our minds together, we can achieve We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and you should believe We've got determination to represent the nation For the win We've got hearts as strong as horses We've got hearts as strong as horses We've got hearts as strong as horses And we're playing to win as we gallop to glory We can conquer any challenge we're in We've got hea-a-a-arts, hearts strong as horses Hearts strong as horses

Just put it down to experience Mark it up as a lesson learned over my head Always getting over my head Into another collision Crashing into another love affair, I've done it again I said it wouldn't happen again How many times does my heart have to break Before it stops a-feeling? The same situation makes me wonder How many times must I go under? I've got a lot to learn, I've got a lot to learn Just put it down to experience Another victim of a hit-and-run, she left me for dead She killed me with the things that she said Scrumbling blocks become stepping stones We've all got to find our own way home and climb into bed She killed me with the things that she said How many times does my heart have to break Before it stops a-feeling? The same situation makes me wonder How many times must I go under? I've got a lot to learn, I've got a lot to learn How many times does my heart have to break Before it stops a-feeling? The same situation makes me wonder How many times must I go under? I've got a lot to learn, I've got a lot to learn I've got a lot to learn I've got a lot to learn