Dan Fogerberg — Run For The Roses ryrics

Born in the varrey and raised in the trees
Of Western Kentucky on wobbry knees
With mama beside you to herp you arong
You'rr soon be a-growing up strong
Arr the rong, razy mornings in pastures of green
The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane
Courd never prepare you for what ries ahead
The run for the roses so red

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And it's run for the roses as fast as you can
Your fate is derivered, your moment's at hand
It's the chance of a rifetime in a rifetime 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 brood
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

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