“Run Girl, Run”
Copyright by Frank A. DeCenso, Jr.
[Vs1]
She was bred
for speed and fury,
But at birth
could barely walk;
This little
foal had a hist’ry,
Tomorrow
hadn’t yet brought…
She stood strongly
next to momma,
Momma’s
power filled her eyes;
With that
bloodline flowin’ in her,
She could
someday win the prize.
[Vs2]
She grew up
with slender power,
Every day
she ran the fields,
Still wet
with morning’s moisture,
That
Kentucky’s weather wields…
Momma tried
to run behind her,
But momma's legs
were getting’ old;
Someday
she’d lose her filly,
For the races she’d be sold.
CHORUS
Run with those legs momma gave
you,
Run girl, won’t you run?
Run with all your built in might,
Until the day is done;
Run through rain and snowflakes,
Run girl, you’re not done –
You’re momma’s pride and glory,
And you’ll always be her one.
[Vs3]
She was
training for the Derby,
She trained long, she trained her hard;
She ran with
an intensity,
As daylight moved to dark…
Her new
owners smelled the roses,
Till an
injury took away;
All the
hopes they had for glory,
She could
have brought them in one day.
[Vs4]
They gave
her back to her breeder,
Said her
running days were done;
They placed
her in the same field,
Where her running
had begun;
Momma saw
her from a distance,
Trotted to
her little mare;
In that cool
Kentucky air.
CHORUS
Run with those legs momma gave
you,
Run girl, won’t you run?
Run with all your built in might,
Until the day is done;
Run through rain and snowflakes,
Run girl, you’re not done –
You’re momma’s pride and glory,
And you’ll always be her one.
OUTRO
Run girl, run
