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 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 phillys Three mares Three years and up Who measures up Well I wish you luck Who measures up Well I wish you luck This is not Churchill Downs This is not Hollywood Park When the field is wide open I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart Well they rush the windows and Play odds on fave But the starter in second 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 jock Leftgit Pincay This is not Churchill Downs This is not Hollywood Park When the field is wide open I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart 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. Ok, This is Rancid signin' off for now, Until next time, We'll see you guys later...
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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
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 phillys
Three mares
Three years and up
Who measures up
Well I wish you luck
Who measures up
Well I wish you luck
This is not Churchill Downs
This is not Hollywood Park
When the field is wide open
I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart
Well they rush the windows and
Play odds on fave
But the starter in second 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 jock Leftgit Pincay
This is not Churchill Downs
This is not Hollywood Park
When the field is wide open
I'll pick the horse who's got the biggest heart
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.
Ok,
This is Rancid signin' off for now,
Until next time,
We'll see you guys later...