Billy Kemp - Kings of the Grandstand

There's a track in my hometown where I misspent my youth
With my brother and my father playing ponies to tell the truth
We'd go down to the paddock to see who was in luck
Then we'd place our bets and hope that it struck

All the colors were a-flying black, gold and pink
Lawyers in the clubhouse cool in the heat
We stood in the sun with tickets in our hand
Up on the bleachers Kings of the Grandstand

They're off just look at 'em run fingers crossed again
No there's nothing like a horse coming home to win
And there's nothing like the sound of the opening of the gate
You're sure to win tomorrow if you don't win today

Well my mother was kindhearted and had a sense of romance
She kept us in shoes and waited on Lady Chance
To smile on our father to bring him another win
So he'd come home for dinner and make her laugh again

Written by:
Billy Kemp, Jeni Hankins

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