The Best of Advice...
He said the horseracing game was definitely a learning experience, and they don't call it the sport of kings for nothing. He kept the horse at a cousin of his' stables and my dad's horse was the only one that won anything so he was about the only paying customer and they milked him for plenty.
Anyway... along the way he met a lot of colorful people.
One day before a race, he was visiting with a fellow named Rube. While they were talking, the jockey came up to Rube and asked him... "How do you want me to ride your horse?"
Dad told me that as he'd be around the various owners or trainers, they'd all try to give the jockey some jewel of wisdom about their pony. "Start him out fast, then let him rest a bit, and then when you get to the last hundred, give him what fer!" or "He's a closer so don't use him up too fast."
Everyone had just the key to winning, if only the jockey'd listen and perform as tasked.
The Jockey looked at Rube and my dad said this was an exact quote of the instructions that Rube gave him. He looked him straight in the eye and said, "Take the lead and steadily improve your position."
My dad admitted to me that this was the best advice he'd ever heard on the track.
Today's mystery lyric: (Remember the rules folks, no online searching of the lyrics, if you don't know it, you don't have the answer!)
Do you think that you are better
really better than the rest
realize there's a problem
I know that you can give your best
Answer to last lyric: Toledo by BTO.