This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park   When the field is wide open   I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart   Let em run let em ride let em roll down the track   Let em win place and show   Let em one dollar exact   Six furlongs four phillys   Three mares three years and up   Who measures up   Well I wish you luck   Who measures up   Well I wish you luck   This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park   When the field is wide open   I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart   Well they rush the windows and play odds on fave   (But the)My starter in 2nd deuces down a bit of give and take   Race is a puzzler when they open from the outside    It's a hit and run and they look back   You can't count on that   That's a fact   The old men from El Cerrito   Who talk about their picks   And they talk about all the wins of the great jock leftgit   Pincay   This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park   When the field is wide open   I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart   Every time i come back to the east bay i run into "big L"   My old friend Big L he's not doing so well   Me and Big L grew up across the freeway from the track   WE spent may days at the track   I see Big L come rollin up the street   On his little sister's pink ten speed   He said "Tim, Tim don't you remember me?"    "way back from 1973?"   Every time i se him he has to remind me   Like i would ever forget Big L   Then he's gone   Like a flash   Then he's gone   Like a flash   yeah like a flash   Ok this is rancid signing off for now    until next time we'll see you guys later...