Stewball

Peter, Paul & Mary

1:Oh Stewball was a rBacehorse
and I wGmish he were mCmine
he never drank wFater
he always drank wBineD#F 
2:His bridle was silver
his main 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.
7:=1.
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