Weaver, C position in standard tuning, Beasley, Vestapol with a slide.
Went down to the race track, with my money in my hand
Went down to the race track, with my money in my hand
Bet on Chocolate Puddin', but he just an also-ran
On old Fleetfoot Suzy, I done and went and bet the most
On old Fleetfoot Suzy, I done went and bet the most
She never did get started, the ponies left her at the post
Never seen a race horse like the one that broke my heart
Never seen a race horse like the one that broke my heart
Just a rippling has-been, he made my dough from me depart
SOLO
Darn that lazy jockey, wouldn't do what he was told
Darn that lazy jockey, wouldn't do what he was told
Now I'm in the bath, sweet papa's left in the cold
Bet on old Speed Meter, sure thing and he couldn't lose
Bet on old Speed Meter, sure thing and he couldn't lose
Now I'm broke and busted and cryin' with the race horse blues