Going down Pimlico, hear that starting gun
Gonna see that maiden pony, see that pony run
Going down pimlico, give myself a chance
Coming in at 10 to 1
I might have to dance, I might have to dance
Have to dance dance dance
She's so pretty I might have to dance
When the dust kicked up, I ain't never seen
Another run so pretty like she got gasoline
When she crossed that finish line, holding that head high
I was counting diamond rings for that gal of mine, gal of mine
Gal of mine mine mine
Buy a diamond for that gal of mine
Let it ride on Sunday, bought myself some shoes
All of it and then some, every day and couldn't lose
But what good's one diamond, when you can buy four
Found out where that lucky filly would be running more
Running more
Running more more more
What good's one diamond when you can buy four
She ran like a freight train
Dancing round that bend
Let it rain oh filly girl let it rain again
Rain again, rain again
Filly girl gonna let it rain again
Right before that Friday race, jockey went home sick
Little bug boy took his place, and I was up the creek
Came home empty handed, she could see my eyes
Said I'm guessing Christmas time ain't bringing no surprise
No surprise
No surprise, 'prise, 'prise
Christmas time ain't bringing no surprise
Going down pimlico, with my leather sack
Heard she's running right again, she might take me back
Take me back
Take me back back back
She's running right, so she might take me back
Take me back
Take me back back back
She's running right, so she might take me back
