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.