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Run For The Roses

Dan Fogelberg
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
 
 (VERSE 1)
 Born  in the valley,  and raised  in the trees
 Of  Western Kentucky,  on wobbly  knees
 With  Mama beside  you, to  help you along,
 You'll  soon  be a-growing  up strong.
 (VERSE 2)
 All the long lazy mornings, in pastures of green,
 The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane
 Could never prepare you for what lies ahead:
 The run for the roses so red. And it's
 (CHORUS)
 Run  for the roses  as fast  as you can
 Your  fate is delivered.  Your moment's  at hand.
 It's  the chance  of a lifetime,  in a lifetime  of chance,
 And  it's high time you joined in  the dance.
 It's  high time you joined in the  dance.
  <repeat intro="">
 (VERSE 3)
 >From  sire to sire,  it's born in  the blood.
 The  fire of a mare  and the strength  of a stud.
 It's  breeding, and it's  training, and it's something  unknown,
 That  drives you and  carries you home.  So it's
  <repeat chorus="">
  <take it="" out="" acoustically="">

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Readable chord sheet for Run For The Roses by Dan Fogelberg

[E]             [C#m]           [A]             [B7]

 [E]             [C#m]           [A]             [B7]

(VERSE 1)

B[E]orn in the val[C#m]ley, and raise[A]d in the trees[B7]

O[E]f Western Kentu[C#m]cky, on wobb[A]ly knees [B7]

W[E]ith Mama [C#m]beside you, to[A] help you a[Am]long,

Y[E]ou'll soon[C#m] be a-growing[F#m] up strong.[B7]

(VERSE 2)
All the long lazy mornings, in pastures of green,
The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane
Could never prepare you for what lies ahead:
The run for the roses so red.  And it's

(CHORUS)

R[A]un for the ro[B7]ses as fas[Abm]t as you can

Y[A]our fate is deli[B7]vered.  Your mo[Abm]ment's at hand.

I[A]t's the chan[B7]ce of a lifetime[Abm], in a lifeti[A]me of chance,

A[F#m]nd it's high time you joined i[B7]n the dance.

I[D]t's high time you joined in t[A]he dance.

 <repeat intro="">

(VERSE 3)

>F[E]rom sire to sir[C#m]e, it's born in[A] the blood.    [B7]

Th[E]e fire of a [C#m]mare and the str[A]ength of a stud[B7].

It[E]'s breeding, and it'[C#m]s training, and it's [A]something unkno[Am]wn,

Th[E]at drives you a[C#m]nd carries you [A]home. [B7]   So it's
  <repeat chorus="">

   <take it="" out="" acoustically="">

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