Time has come for us to start the race again.
Hm A E
Round and round the horses run, they’ve gone insane.
A E
Some are good, and some are bad, and some still worse.
Hm D E
And again I see – I’m ridding the wrong horse.
[Does this people act so wise?] They understand,
They prefer to bet on horses, not on men.
Just a few of us can manage to succeed,
Coming around and on the horse they’re really need.
A
But all of us foretell much better chance
F#m
If it could rebuild some common sence
D E A E
And it wouldn’t have a reason to remorse.
A
It would be a dream, a magic dream
F#m
[One will seek excitement and supreme]
D E A E
If one could be free in choosing it’s own horse.
I have always choosen horses with success,
But one day my luck return on to the less.
[I’m elute a race and mind a little help around]
And I’ll see some other rider on my mount.
But all of us foretell much better chance
If it could rebuild some common sence
And it wouldn’t have a reason to remorse.
It would be a dream, a magic dream,
[One will seek excitement and supreme,]
If one could be free in choosing it’s own horse
