A long, long time ago
\nI can still remember how racing on Saturday\u2019s used to make me smile
\nAnd I knew that with God\u2019s good grace
\nIf I could win a graded race
\nThen maybe I\u2019d have an Equinics entry with some style
\n
\nBut every two years it made me wonder
\nWould it be another Equinics blunder
\nBad news on the results page
\nI didn\u2019t make the medal stage
\n
\nI can’t remember if we cried
\nbut I recall my waning pride
\nBut someone touched me on the side
\nand said, at least you tried
\n
\nSo Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed The day they said we tried Drove my horses to the courses but the courses were closed A long, long time ago I can still remember how racing on Saturday\u2019s used to make me smile And I<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":443,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"colormag_page_container_layout":"default_layout","colormag_page_sidebar_layout":"default_layout","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-52410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/443"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=52410"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52410\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":52415,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52410\/revisions\/52415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=52410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=52410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btb.ehorseracing.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=52410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
Did you write the book of pace
And do you have faith in a horse race
If the racing form tells you so?
Now do you believe in speed and class?
Can a winner save your sorry ass?
And can you tell me why mine race so slow?
Well, I know I thought that he could win
‘Cause he hailed from some royal kin
So I went down for a snooze
Man, I never heard BB play those blues
I was a grumpy old man with a mean hangover
With a jar of itch\u2019s <\/em>hooch in my range rover
But I knew the race was over
The day they said we tried
So Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
Now for eighteen years I been playing this game
And the losses I have only myself to blame
And that\u2019s just how it\u2019s meant to be
When ALLIED ASSAULT raced for the kings<\/em> label
With a saddle he borrowed the bonus<\/em> stable
With the cheers that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
a plebe<\/em> came along and stole his racing crown
The standings were reverse
They said the verdict was perverse
And while balata<\/em> read a book on Woods
The newbies<\/em> honed their new bred goods
And we just continued as we should
The day they said we tried
So Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
Dirt and Turf all my horses are nerfed
Donnie baseball flew to where the turf meets the surf
2800 miles driving fast
He stopped a while to smoke some grass
When newbies tried to kick his ass
With the plebe<\/em> on the sidelines trying to last
Now the grandstand air smelled of hoppy beer
While the bugler roused a familiar cheer
We all got up to bet
Oh, with so much regret
‘Cause ESR tried to take the gold
But the Simsters refused to fold
Would we again be put on hold
The day they said we tried
So Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
Oh, and there we all were shock on our face
A residency in fear of lost disgrace
Not two more years to present our case
So come on, Habanero\u2019s<\/strong> babies, Mercy<\/strong> don\u2019t get caught
While trotter <\/em>gives a Penny for your thoughts
‘Cause winning is the evil empires only friend
Oh, and as I watched him in the gate
Our chances left to the hands of fate
No angel born in Hell
Could break the evil empires spell
And as the Equinics flame burned so bright
To proclaim it\u2019s bi-yearly right
I saw GENERAL CROOK<\/strong> laughing with delight
The day they said we tried
So Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
I met a girl that had blue hair
And I asked her about her brave bold dare
But she just smiled and took my pic
So I went down to the liquor store
Where I’d probably visited a thousand times before
But the girl there said the booze would make me sick
And on the track, the horses roared
The winners cheered and the losers head for the door
But the grandstand could hear a pin drop fall
The bugler \u201cTaps\u201d out its mournful call<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And the three men I admire most
kingab<\/em>, balata <\/strong>and the irisharse
They brought sad news of a whirlwind<\/em> slowed<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So Why, Why, Miss Equinics Gold <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And them good ole jocks were drinking whiskey in masks
Singin’ this’ll be the day that we tried
This’ll be the day that we tried
<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"