Run For The Roses – Dan Fogelberg – letras

Born in the valleyAnd raised in the treesOf Western KentuckyOn wobbly kneesWith mama beside youTo help you alongYou’ll soon be a growing up strong.All the long, lazy morningsIn pastures of greenThe sun on your withersThe wind in your maneCould never prepare youFor what lies aheadThe run for the roses so red –And it’s run for the rosesAs fast as you canYour fate is deliveredYour moment’s at handIt’s the chance of a lifetimeIn a lifetime of chanceAnd it’s high time you joinedIn the danceIt’s high time you joinedIn the dance –From sire to sireIt’s born in the bloodThe fire of a mareAnd the strength of a studIt’s breeding and it’s trainingAnd it’s something unknownThat drives you and carriesYou home.And it’s run for the rosesAs fast as you canYour fate is deliveredYour moment’s at handIt’s the chance of a lifetimeIn a lifetime of chanceAnd it’s high time you joinedIn the danceIt’s high time you joined