STEWBALL

PETER, PAUL AND MARY

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Stewball was a good hors e, he wore his hea d high,

and the mane on his fore top, was f ine as silk threa d.

I rode him in Englan d, I rode him i n Spain,

and I never did lose , boys, I always did gain.

So come all you gamble rs, wherever yo u are,

and don t bet your mone y on that little grey mare.

Most likely she ll stumb le, most likely she l l fall,

but never you ll lose , boys, on my noble Stewball.

As they were a- ridin g, bout halfwa y round,

that grey mare she stum bled, and fell on the groun d.

And way out yonde r, ahead of the m all,

came a-prancing and a- danc ing, my no ble Stewball.

Stewball was a race hors e, and by the day he wa s mine,

he never drank wate r, he alwa ys drank wine.

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