GGF (Golden Gate Fields)

[Chorus]

This is not Churchill Downs

This is not Hollywood Park

When the field's wide open

I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart

[Verse 1]

Let 'em run, let 'em ride

Let 'em roll down the track

Let 'em win, place and show

Let 'em one dollar exact

Six furlongs, four fillies

Three mares three years and up

Who measures up, well I wish you luck

Who measures up, well I wish you luck

[Chorus]

This is not Churchill Downs

This is not Hollywood Park

When the field's wide open

I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart

[Verse 2]

Well they rush the windows and

Play odds on fave

But the starter in 2nd deuces down

A bit of give and take

Race is a puzzler when they open

From the outside

It's a hit and run and they look back and

You can't count on that and

That's a fact and

The old men from El Cerrito

Who talk about their picks and

They talk about all the wins of

The great jockey Laffit Pincay

[Chorus]

This is not Churchill Downs

This is not Hollywood Park

When the field's wide open

I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart

[Bridge]

Every time I come back to the East Bay

I run into Big L

Oh, my old friend Big L

No, he's not doing so well

See, me and Big L grew up

Across the freeway from the track

Yes, we spent many, many, many, many

Days over at the track

I see Big L rollin' up the street

On his little sister's pink ten-speed

He said "Tim, Tim, don't you remember me?"

"Way back, from 1973?"

And every time I see him

He has to remind me

Like I would ever, forget Big L

But then

Then he's gone

Like a flash

But then he's gone

Like a flash

Yeah, Like a flash

Yeah

[Outro]

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