Текст песни Dan Fogelberg - Run for The Roses
Dan Fogelberg - Run for The Roses слова песни
Born in the valleyAnd raised in the treesOf western kentuckyOn wobbly kneesWith mama beside youTo help you alongYoull 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 its run for the rosesAs fast as you canYour fate is deliveredYour moments at handIts the chance of a lifetimeIn a lifetime of chanceAnd its high time you joinedIn the danceIts high time you joinedIn the dance --From sire to sireIts born in the bloodThe fire of a mareAnd the strength of a studIts breeding and its trainingAnd its something unknownThat drives you and carriesYou home.And its run for the rosesAs fast as you canYour fate is deliveredYour moments at handIts the chance of a lifetimeIn a lifetime of chanceAnd its high time you joinedIn the danceIts high time you joinedIn the dance --