Kansas

Duration

5:01

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

Going to see see the race my dads taking me out today bets his money on this horse we'll see if luck can run its course hopes and prayers are what we need this moneys borrowed it can bleed If we lose lose the race I'll never see my fathers face again just a little boy holding his breath starring in the face of death and he wonders if his dad will make it home x2 the gun fires the race begins the chill runs up and down my skin number seven is gaining ground this day could change our lives around almost there near the end ten feet from our six-foot bed our lucky horse falls behind a tear falls down my father's eye just a little boy holding his breath starring in the face of death and he wonders if his dad will make it home x2 oh oh heya heya heya, just a little boy holding his breath starring in the face of death and he wonders if his dad will make it home just a little boy holding his breath starring in the face of death and now he knows his dad won't make it home