Stewball

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1. Oh Stewball was a racehorse 
          Emi          Ami 
   and I wish he were mine 
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   he never drank water 
                    G  C D 
   he always drank wine. 
2. His bridle was silver 
   his mane it was gold 
   and the worth of his saddle 
   has never been told. 
3. Oh the fairgrounds were crowded 
   and Stewball was there 
   but the betting was heavy 
   on the bay and the mare. 
4. And a-way up yonder 
   ahead of them all 
   came a-prancin' and a-dancin' 
   my noble Stewball. 
5. I bet on the grey mare 
   I bet on the bay 
   if I'd have bet on ol' Stewball 
   I'd be a free man today. 
6. Oh the hoot owl she hollers 
   and the turtle dove moans 
   I'm a poor boy in trouble 
   I'm a long way from home. 
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