C G F G
You had us fooled little lady on the street
C G F G
wearing deathly grey and shuffling your feet
C G F G
With your eyes fixed on the footpath we’d often say hello
F C G C
But your mind was on a replay of a story long ago
verse 2
C G F G
Seventeen she was like all the stars that shined
C G F G
The prettiest of all in a touring Chorus line
C G F G
When she was dancing she was riding on the sky
F C F C
From Australia to New Zealand she kicked her heals up high
F C G C
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F C G C
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F C G C
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
F C G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
verse 3
C G F G
A man trained all the good horses see the pictures on the wall
C G F G
Pictures in the kitchen and pictures in the hall
C G F G
Horses that were famous all the time without a fear
F C G C
O’Conner was the big time the trainer of the year
F C G C
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F C G C
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F C G C
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
F C G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
verse 4
C G F G
Would she keep on dancing surely nature gest
C G F G
She posts the big-time punters and the squatters from out west
C G F G
They land home in their limousine and drink a whisky dry
F C G C
And brag about the nags from Scone to Boggabri
F C G C
Why did she let that man steal her from the wings
F C G C
She looked so good beside him be a Queen in a sport of Kings
F C G C
To sip the good old bubbly be a punters toast
F C G
To cheer the winning satins past the post
Verse 5
C G F G
She had us fooled little lady on the street
C G F G
wearing deathly grey and shuffling her feet
C G F G
With her eyes fixed on the footpath we’d often say hello
F C G C
But her mind was on a replay of a story long ago