Album: Folk Singer, Volume One
Way out in
California
Where Stewball
Was born
All the Jockeys
In the Country
Said he blow there
In a storm
Now you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win
It was a big day
In Dallas
Don’t you wish you
Was there
You can bet your
Last dollar
On that Iron
Grey Mare
Now you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win
When the horses
Was saddled
And the word was
Given run
Oh stewball
Was trembling
Like a criminal
To be hung
Now you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win
Well Stewball
Was a racehorse
And Molly
Was too
But old Stewball
Run old Molly
Right out of
Her shoes
So you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win
Well the old folks
Was hollerin
And the young folks
Did ball
While the children
Said look look
At that noble
Stewball
Now you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win
Now you bet on Stewball
And you might win (win win)
Bet on Stewball and you might win