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Stewball

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Peter, Paul & Mary Lyrics
Stewball

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1  Oh Stewball was a racehorse   Oh, Stewball was a racehorse, 1
2  And I wish he were mine   And I wish he were mine. 2
3  He never drank water   He never drank water, 3
4  He always drank wine   He always drank wine. 4
5                               His bridal was silver, 5
6  His bridle            was silver   and his mane, it was gold, 6
7  His mane, it was gold           And the work on his saddle 7
8  And the worth of his saddle   has never been tooled.              8
9  Has never been told             Oh, the fairgrounds were crowded, 9
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2  Oh the fairgrounds were crowded   2
  And Stewball was there  And Stewball was there
  But the betting was heavy  But the betting was heavy
10  On the bay and the mare   on the bay and the mare. 10
11                             And a-way up yonder, 11
3  And a-way up yonder   3
  Ahead of them all  Ahead of them all
12  Came a-prancin' and a-dancin'   Came a-dancin' and a-prancin' 12
13  My noble Stewball   My noble stewball. 13
14                                         Oh, the hoot owl, she hollered 14
15  I bet on the grey mare           And          the turtle dove moaned 15
16  I bet on the bay            Of a poor boy in trouble 16
17  If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball                                         on a long way from home. 17
18  I'd be a free man today   I bet on the gray mare, 18
19                                And I bet on the bay. 19
20  Oh the hoot owl, she holler              If I had bet on ol' Stewball, 20
21  And the turtle dove moan           I'd be a free man today. 21
22  I'm                a poor boy in trouble   Oh, Stewball was a racehorse,                   22
23  I'm a long way from home   And I wish he were mine. 23
24                              He never drank water, 24
25  Oh Stewball was a racehorse   He always drank wine.            25
4  And I wish he were mine   4
5  He never drank water   5
6  He always drank wine   6
      


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