Caballo de Palo
Thalía
Stick Horse
I watched sadly
As my friends smiled
With heaps of toys
That Santa Claus brought them that night
But not to me
I ran back home
And told my dad
Why is it that I, who am so good
Behave like them
Always have to play
With my old stick horse
With this old stick horse
That once served as my sword
I've spent six Christmases with it
Tell me, dad, why?
With this old stick horse
That once served as my sword
I've spent six Christmases with it
Tell me, dad, why?
I ran back home
And told my dad
Why is it that I, who am so good
Behave like them
Always have to play
With my old stick horse
With this old stick horse
That once served as my sword
I've spent six Christmases with it
Tell me, dad, why?
With this old stick horse
That once served as my sword
I've spent six Christmases with it
Tell me, dad, why?
