You know that when we run
We go like hell
Not to be the straggler, it's in our nature
You can tell
Jockeyed up with colours bright
The tension mounting now
We spring out through the starting gate
Streaking past the crowd
Now it's all about the money
For those who placed their bets
For us the bit, the kick, the whip
To make us give our best
This time you've driven me too hard
A trip, a stumble, a broken leg
Too bad. A curtain round, the white coats come
Put a bullet in my head
No sense being sentimental
That's the way it is
C'est la vie, par for the course
In the life and the death
Of a working horse
Aug 24, 2012
Aug 24, 2012 at 5:00 AM UTC
You know that when we run
We go like hell
Not to be the straggler, it's in our nature
You can tell
Jockeyed up with colours bright
The tension mounting now
We spring out through the starting gate
Streaking past the crowd
Now it's all about the money
For those who placed their bets
For us the bit, the kick, the whip
To make us give our best
This time you've driven me too hard
A trip, a stumble, a broken leg
Too bad. A curtain round, the white coats come
Put a bullet in my head
No sense being sentimental
That's the way it is
C'est la vie, par for the course
In the life and the death
Of a working horse
Synchronised was one of two horses to die in the 2012 Grand National.
A jockey on average will have a horse die in one in every 200 or so races.
