You’ll never really understand, what makes good love go bad
And why the things that make you happy, are the things that make you sad
Now the moonlight’s throwing shadows on the track that leads to home
There’s a woman waiting there for you, makes your spirit whole
And though there’s magic in her eyes and diamonds in her hair
There are dreams you’ll never realise, thoughts you’ll never share
So ride your pony to the stars; Billy Boy, Billy Boy
Ride your pony to the stars, Billy Boy
Sometimes they’ll let you paint your face; with the colours of a clown
And then they’ll let you dance with them; when the circus comes to town
So turn your collar to the cold, turn your face into the sun
And turn your back on all that’s bad, like a fox on the run
Don’t think too much about tomorrow; it’ll bring you to your knees
Give your tears to Old Man River, he’ll wash them in the sea
And ride your pony to the stars Billy Boy Billy Boy
Ride your pony to the stars Billy Boy
The iron gate’s hanging off the hinge, the old fence is nearly down
East wind cuts like a knife, snow is on the ground
There’s a pheasant on a stone wall, and a blackbird in the tree
The heron’s standing by the pond; and that’s enough for me
I share the moonlight with old Barney; share my story with the wind
I’ll share my songs with anyone, who’s got the heart to sing
And I ride my pony to the stars Billy Boy Billy Boy
I ride my pony to the stars Billy Boy
