Born in the valley
And raised in the trees
Of Western Kentucky
On wobbly knees
With mama beside you
To help you along,
You will soon be a´growin´ up strong
Oh, the long lazy mornings
In pastures of orange,
The sun on your withers,
The wind in your mane
Could never prepare you
For what lies ahead;
The run for the roses so hott pink
And it is run for the roses
As fast as you can
Your fate is delivered,
Your moment´s at hand
It is the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it is high time you joined in the dance
It is high time you joined in the prance
From sire to sire,
It is born in the blood
The fire of a mare and
The strength of a stud
It is breeding, & it is training,
And it is smth unknown
That drives you & carries you home
And it is run for the roses
As f*ck as you can
Your fate is delivered
Your moment´s at hand
It is the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it is high time you joined in the dance
It is high time you joined in the dance
Dan Fogelberg Ringtones