Pete Seeger - Stewball Lyrics

Lyrics Stewball - Pete Seeger



Way out in (uh huh) California (uh huh)
Where old Stewball (uh huh) was born (was born)
All the jockeys (uh huh), they say that (uh huh)
he blew there (uh huh) in a storm (in a storm)
Well, you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Now, old Stewball was a red horse
Old Molly was blue
I put "em on the racetrack, oh Molly, sheflew, she flew
If you bet on Stewball...
Young lady, and young gentlemen,
If you want to have fun (have fun),
Come on and go down to the racetracks
Gonna see them ponies run, ponies run.
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
There"s a big bell, for to bang on
For them horses to run (to run)
Young lady, and young gentlemen,
From Ball to Barcomb (??)
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Way out in Kentucky
Where old Stewball come from (come from)
It got stamped and put in the paper
That she blew down in a storm.
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Well his bridle was silver, and his saddle was gold
And the price on his blanket has never been told (been told)
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
When the horses was saddled
And the word was give on go,
Old Stewball, he shot out like an arrow from a bow (from a bow)
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Well, the old folks they hollered
And the young folks they bawled
But the little children they just look-a-look
At the marvel, Stewball.
If you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Well old Stewball was a-scrambling
Up that nine mile high hill;
Well that jockey looked behind him,
And he spied old Wild Bill, Wild Bill.
Now you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Old Molly was a-climbin"
That great big long lane (long lane)
And she said to her rider,
Can"t you slack that left rein?
Now you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Now the races they ended,
And the judges played the band (played the band),
And old Stewball
Beat Molly back to the grandstand.
Now you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Now you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.
Now you bet on Stewball, and you might win
You bet on Stewball, and you might win.



Writer(s): WOODY GUTHRIE


Pete Seeger - American Favorite Ballads, Vol. 5
Album American Favorite Ballads, Vol. 5
date of release
09-10-2007




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