Jeff Doering

Jeff Doering

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Unique - General | Marsden, Saskatchewan, Canada
Total Song Plays: 2,873   
Member Since: 2007
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18

Lyrics

The gate goes up they race around, hold your breath don't make a sound
Conversations stop throughout, who will win? Was there ever any doubt
Galloping Ghost, what's the catch? There's no catch, he owns the stretch
Try and catch him if you can, saddle your best steed and man


The Galloping Ghost was strong and mean, bred to be a true racing machine
36-43
He's a mudder when he's called upon, you turn and blink and then he's gone
Forevermore his spirit will live on


Some win the least, some lose the most, they're all betting on the Ghost
Triple Crown, how do you say, no longer do they talk this way
5 to place and 10 to show, round and round the track they go


The Galloping Ghost was strong and mean, bred to be a true racing machine
36-43
He's a mudder when he's called upon, you turn and blink and then he's gone
Forevermore his spirit will live on


Walk on air with easy strides, he does not run, no he just glides
This world of ours fair it is not, a bullet when no more you trot
With age comes loss, with loss comes brime, the greatest ends at 29
A drunken jockey left behind, a second ghost he'll never find


The Galloping Ghost was strong and mean, bred to be a true racing machine
36-43
He's a mudder when he's called upon, you turn and blink and then he's gone
Forevermore his spirit will live on

Song Length
4:25
Genre
Folk - Rock


Lyric Credits Jamie Kleppe
Music Credits Jamie Kleppe, Jeff Doering
Producer Credits Jeff Doering
Performance Credits Jeff Doering, Jamie Kleppe