Ferraby Lionheart Follow

Seems to be easy to forget
The bet's gettin' high and my odds are low
Our horse took a lick and she's runnin' slow

And you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
I count what we've got and you count what we lack
Oh, you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
My money's all threw and you can't leave the track

The gates, they rushed hard, the wind followed close behind
Too fast for a view of somethin' that's true to find
And the corners were tight, too tight to hold on
And so I will learn what not to pin dreams upon

And you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
I count what we've got and you count what we lack
Oh, you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
You pull the queen and I pull a jack

Oh, tender mare, show me what you'll become
These stables aren't worth half of the purse you've won
And I wanna wait, I want to wait here for you
But I've got a race, I've got a race to get to

And you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
I count what we've got and you count what we lack
Oh, you're holdin' me back, yeah, you're holdin' me back
This losin' is new but I'm gettin' the knack

Seems to be easy to forget
The bet's gettin' high and my odds are low