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The Race Is On
(Don Rollins)
I feel tears wellin' up from deep inside
Like my heart's gonna break
And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful
That I may never shake.
You might say that I was taking it hard
Since you gave me the final goodbye
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
I may break right down and cry.
Now the race is on
And here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches are going to the inside
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of running true love scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartache
And the winner loses all
--- Instrumental ---
One day I ventured in love
Never once suspectin' what the final result would be
How I lived in fear of waking up each morning
Finding that you're gone from me.
There's ache and pain in my heart
For the name of the one that I'll never replace
Somebody new came up to win him
I came out in second place.
Now the race is on
And here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches are going to the inside
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of running true love scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartache
And the winner loses all...
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And the winner loses all...
The race is on and it looks like heartache
My heart's out of running true love scratched for another's sake
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
Heartaches are going to the inside
And here comes pride up the backstretch
Now the race is on
I came out in second place.
Somebody new came up to win him
For the name of the one that I'll never replace
There's ache and pain in my heart
Finding that you're gone from me.
How I lived in fear of waking up each morning
Never once suspectin' what the final result would be
One day I ventured in love
--- Instrumental ---
And the winner loses all
The race is on and it looks like heartache
My heart's out of running true love scratched for another's sake
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
Heartaches are going to the inside
And here comes pride up the backstretch
Now the race is on
I may break right down and cry.
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
Since you gave me the final goodbye
You might say that I was taking it hard
That I may never shake.
And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful
Like my heart's gonna break
I feel tears wellin' up from deep inside
(Don Rollins)
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