Letra de Quinella Holiday

The bar was crowded in the arvo din and the voices got higher and higher For the man at the back with the tickets in his hat, He would have to do more than aspire to A place with some light on the sand near a beach, A place near some green running water Place on the hill with a view of the sea And the cooking was done by his daughter If the quinella comes in today If the quinella comes in today The day is late and the race is run A full weeks wages and the lots been done 'Cos the meeting is over and the crowd has thinned Another long week, lady luck makes it plain His dreams and hopes are dashed in vain In the final shout as they call his name His tickets lie like scattered leaves out on that asphalt plain Looking around for the moment that's right Lottery life well, the numbers are tight As they try one more pull on the handle too late He thinks of what could be it sticks in his thread If the quinella comes in today If the quinella comes in today