Из альбома: Unseen
Last September at the state fair, past the ferris wheel and bumper cars,
the hypnotist, the jumping goats, forgotten country music stars
There was a sign for Tiny Tina, from the wild’s of Arizona. Drinks just a thimble of water, eats just a handful of straw
Tiny Tina, the world’s smallest horse. Just a dollar to go see her.
Just a dollar to see that little horse
I rode the teacups, the tilt 'o whirl, shot water guns at grinning clowns.
I ate funnel cakes, chili dogs, fried beer. I saw the largest ear of corn
But as the fair lights shone at dusk, I stood there in that field of dirt,
thinking only of those little hooves trotting circles in the dark
Tiny Tina, the world’s smallest horse. Why didn’t I go see her? Why didn’t I go see that little horse?
Why didn’t I go see that tiny horse?
Why didn’t I go see that little horse?