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Beautiful mares can't wait to be seen
Grand prancing stallions like out of a dream
Wild and tame, gentle and rough
Young and old, they're strutting their stuff
At the fair, everyone's there
At the fair, what a sight to see
All the horses in the world waiting patiently
And everyone is wishing, I hope they pick me
At the fair, at the fair
Some kick up their hills, some just stand and wait
For their owners-to-be to determine their fate
Pouring the ground, eying the crowd
No matter what happens, they try to stand proud
At the fair, everyone's there
At the fair, what a sight to see
All the horses in the world waiting patiently
Now every horse is taken, I knew they'd pick me
At the fair, at the fair, at the fair