I had a pony, his name was Dapple Gray; I lent him to a lady to ride a mile away. She whipped him, she lashed him, she rode him through the mire; I would not lend my pony now, for all the lady's hire.

Dapple Gray

I had a pony, his name was Dapple Gray; I lent him to a lady to ride a mile away. She whipped him, she…