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« on: November 30, 2005, 01:23:22 AM » |
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THE LET IT SNOW BALMORAL BLOWS SONG
Oh, the mexicans outside my tack room are frightful but the fire burning inside their rooms cooking tacos is delightful and since we've no place to race everyone should go, everyone should go, everyone should go
the corruption shows no signs of stopping, and I brought some pre-race pills for popping, when the barn lights are turned way down low, give it a go, give it a go, give it a go
When we finally juiced the last one of the night, How I'll hate sneaking out of the barn, But if you really hold the tube tight, All the way home I'll be counting my wad as big as a roll of yarn
The flame of Ill. racing is slowly dying, And, one by one, the trainers and horses are slowly good-bye-ing, But as long as the Johnsons own me so Balmoral will blow, balmoral will blow, Balmoral will blow
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