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Written by Ferraby Lionheart and included on his album The Jack of Hearts (2010).


I better make a note,
Seems to be easy to forget.
The bet's getting high, and my odds are low.
Our horse took a lick, and she's running slow.

And you're holding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
I count what we've got, and you count what we lack.
And you're hoding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
My money's all through, and you can't leave the track.

The gates, they rushed hard;
The wind followed close behind
Too fast to review, something that's true to find.
And the corners were tied too tight to hold on;
And so I will learn what not to pin dreams upon.

And you're holding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
I count what we've got, and you count what we lack.
Oh, you're holding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
You pull the queen, and I pull the jack.

Oh [unsure; "tender man"?], show me what you've become
These stables aren't worth half of the purse you've won.
And I want to wait, I want to wait here for you
But I've got a race, I've got a race to get to.

And you're hoding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
I count what we've got, and you count what we lack.
Oh, you're holding me back;
Yeah, you're holding me back.
This losing is new, but I'm getting the knack.
This losing is new, but I'm getting the knack.