Did you ever have a dream that you [bad word] 
Where the ground is like a wheel beneath your feet?
And no matter how you tried you just weren't moving
In whatever race [bad word] you'd be beat?
In whatever race [bad word] you'd be beat?

They tell me I'm a loser
I'm a hopeless freak
I look kind of funny and my little legs are weak
The wrong side of the blanket
The wrong side of the track
I hear the accusations when they talk behind my back

All the money is on the favorite
I don't get a second glance
I'm not even in [bad word] here with an outside chance

And then I see your lovely face
Stand up and I'm back in the race
Nothing is going to stop me
I wasn't born to fail
I'm taking the inside rail

All the odds against me
In the two horse race
If I stand up they push me back down flat on my face
They tell me it's impossible
It's just the way I'm bred
And get these crazy notions right out of my head

All the money's on the favorite
I don't get a second glance
I'm not even in [bad word] here with an outside chance

And then I see your lovely face
Pay no attention to the odds I face [bad word] from the outside
I wasn't born to fail
I'm taking the inside rail

Last night I had a different dream
I chased the moon's reflection in [bad word] stream
While all the stars in heaven
Were standing there so still
I just keep [bad word] and I'm half way up the hill

I see the crowd and the finish line
I see the day when the prize is mine
It maybe crazy the dream that I swear
The clouds are all behind me
The wind's in my hair

And then I see your lovely face
Pay no attention to the odds I face [bad word] from the outside
I wasn't born to fail
I'm taking the inside rail