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Seventy-five years down the track
They said he'd never make it back
But twenty-six miles in the sun
And look who's got the race won
He sees the banners,
sees the crowd
His grandchildren are shouting loud
(shout: Go Grandpaw!)
Raise your hands high,
cross the line
Seventy-five years of shining bright!
Dancing like a kid on the victory track
No turning back! (hahaha!)
Balloons are drifting in the sky
He doesn't tire, he doesn't sigh
He does a spin,
he takes a bow
Who is the young one,
who is laughing now?
They dared him to try
They dared him to run
Now look at him dancing
Underneath the golden sun!
Raise your hands high,
cross the line
Seventy-five years of shining bright!
Dancing like a kid on the victory track
No turning back! (yeah!)
Dancing all the way!
(haha, we did it!)