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♪ Born in the valley and raised in the trees♪
♪ Of Western Kentucky on wobbly knees♪
♪ With mama beside you to help you along♪
♪ You'll soon be a-growing up strong♪
♪ All the long, lazy mornings in pastures of green♪
♪ The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane♪
♪ Could never prepare you for what lies ahead♪
♪ The run for the roses so red ♪
♪ And it's run for the roses as fast as you can♪
♪ Your fate is delivered, your moment's at hand♪
♪ It's the chance of a lifetime in a lifetime of chance♪
♪ And it's high time you joined in the dance♪
♪ It's high time you joined in the dance♪
♪ From sire to sire, it's born in the blood♪
♪ The fire of a mare and the strength of a stud♪
♪ It's breeding and it's training and it's something unknown♪
♪ That drives you and carries you home♪
♪ And it's run for the roses as fast as you can♪
♪ Your fate is delivered, your moment's at hand♪
♪ It's the chance of a lifetime in a lifetime of chance♪
♪ And it's high time you joined in the dance♪
♪ It's high time you joined in the dance♪
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♪ Music fades away...♪