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