Gordon:
Ponies in the sun.
The race is soon beginning.
My father bet the family fortune on a sleek brown horse.
My father had a hunch, we gave up lunch so Daddy could make a wager.
Ma would scoff. She would scoff. Hear her scoff!
And they're off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Gordon: Yeah they're off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Gordon: And they move in a herd, like a four letter word and they're off.
Chorus: La la la la.
Gordon: Tickets flow, to the ground. And the band starts to play as the horses go round.
All: And they're off!
Goron: Mommy sat and cried. But Dad was unaffected. He said, "Have you ever had a better two minutes in the last three
years?". We said, "But Dad the dumb horse lost!". He said "Sometimes joy has a terrible cost". I know that. Ma would scoff.
Woo! She would scoff. Hear her scoff. And they're off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Gordon: Yeah they're off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Gordon: Mommy's biting his neck as they roll on the deck, and they're off.
Chorus: La la la la.
Gordon: There is blood on the ground. And the band starts to play as the horses go round.
All: And they're off!
Gordon: Isn't life funny? People lose money and have fun. Betting of course, is hell on the horses. And on families where
the betting is done, it's a joke to believe someone's won.
All they did was fight. Plus they discussed the weather. My father bet the family fortune till it disappeared. We also
laughed a
lot. That was the thing I often forgot to tell you. But it's true. Yes it's true. It is true. And he's off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Gordon: Daddy's off!
Chorus: La la la la la la la la la la
Goron: We get letters from Maine where he tries to explain why he's off.
Chorus: La la la la.
Gordon: What was lost was not found.And the band starts to play as the horses go round.
And they're offfffffffff.
And they're off!
Chorus: I hear the bells of the starting gate.
Gordon: Hey they're off.
Chorus: We're salivating as we're moving moving down the track.
Gordon: And they move in a herd like a four letter word, and they're off.
Chorus: Comming down the stretch!
Gordon: There is blood (There is blood) on the ground.(On the ground) And the band starts to play as the horses go round.
And round
Chorus: And round.
Gordon: And round
Chorus: And round.
Gordon: And around.
Chorus: And Around
Gordon: And around.
Chorus: And Around
Gordon: And Arooooounnd.
Chorus: And round. And round. And round. And round. And round. And round. And round.
All:And they're off!