We see Big Macintosh, curled up and asleep, Princess Celestia began to sing.

Princess Celestia: Big Macintosh the field stallion

All: The stallion of the Apple fields!

There's a whisper down the field

at eleven thirty-nine

When the dirt is ready to be plowed

saying "Big Mac, where is Big Mac?

has he gone to look back?

we must find him or the trees won't grow"

Big Mac woke up and started to sing.

Big Mac: All my cousins and my sisters and my granny would be searching high and low

saying "Big Mac, where is Big Mac?

for he has a special knack

we must find him or the trees won't grow"

At eleven forty-two

with the plowing overdue

and the customers frantic to a colt

that's when I would appear, and I'd saunter to the rear

I'd been busy with a jolt!

All: Then he gave one flash of his glass green eyes

and the signal went all clear

He'd be off picking gala apples

Big Macintosh the field stallion

the stallion of the apple fields!

At that, they all danced, following Big Macintosh.

Big Mac: You could say that by at large

it was me who was in charge of the Apple Family biz!

from the field to the farm

and the little thievin' rabbits

I'd supervise them all

More or less

At this, he pretended to inspect the mares.

All: Down the field he paces

and examines all the faces

of the ponies in the first and third

He establishes control by a regular patrol

And he's know at once if anything occurred

Big Mac: He would watch you without winking

and he knows what you are thinking

And it's certain he didn't approve of hilarity and riot

so the folks were very quiet

when Mac was about and on the move

All: You can play no pranks with Macintosh

he's a colt that cannot be ignored

so nothing went wrong in the Apple Fields

when Big Macintosh was working

They all stopped and crowded around Big Mac as he sang more.

Big Mac: It was very pleasant when they'd found their little den

with their name written up on the door

All: Yee-haw!

Big Mac: And the birth was very neat

with a newly folded sheet

and not a spec of dust was on the floor

There's a set of every light

you could make it dark or bright

and there's a slight breeze in the air

and a funny little basin I'm supposed to wash my face in

then my sister would ask politely

"Do ya like your apple juice"

All: "weak or strong?"

Big Mac: But I'm all ready to remind her that

I won't let anything go wrong

All: When he pulled the plow across

anypony could see the gloss

of the silver in the moonlight

They could leave all that to

Big Macintosh the field stallion

the stallion of the Apple fields!

Big Macintosh the field stallion

At that, the foals began pulling little carts like Big Mac, giggling as they did.

Big Mac: In the watches of the night

I was always fresh and bright

every now and then I'd have a cup of cider

while I was on the watch

only stopping here and there to catch an itch

The mice were fast asleep

so they never knew it was my guard I would keep

They were sleeping while I was busy pickin' apples

Where I met my grabby with elation

They might see me with the gala apples

if I summoned Winona

If there was anything they ought to know about

All: When they got to Gallowgate

there, they did not have to wait

for Big Macintosh would help them get out

At that, the foals pushed the carts off and started putting them away.

And he gives you a wave with his short brown tail

which says "I'll be seeing you again!"

You'll meet without fail

the stallion of the Apple Fields!

At that, he went on a small hill and raised his hoof up proudly, until thunder crashed! the mare from before returned, "NIGHTMARE MOON!" Applejack yelled.

Nightmare Moon was here.

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well...crappiest lyrics ever I know, I made these up as I went along...

but oh no! Nightmare Moon is here! what are her plans? what will we do? why am I asking YOU these questions?

R&R please!