paroles de chanson Camptown Races - Al Jolson

Oh, the Camptown ladies sing this song, a-doo-dah doo-dah
Ah, the Camptown racetrack's five miles long, oh-doo-dah-day
I come down there with my hat caved in, a-doo-dah doo-dah
I'll go back home with my pocket full of tin, oh-doo-dah day
Goin' to run all night, yeah, goin' to run all-day
I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag, somebody bet on the bay

The long-tail Filly and the big black horse (doo-da, doo-da)
They fly the track, and you both gotta cross (oh-doo-da-day)
The blind horse stricken with a big butthole (doo-da, doo-da)
He can't touch bottom with a ten-foot pole (oh-doo-da-day)
Goin' to run all night, yeah, goin' to run all day
I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag, somebody bet on the bay

Newly crowned on the track (doo-da, doo-da)
Bobtail fling all over his neck (oh-doo-da-day)
Went flying along like a railroad car (doo-da, doo-da)
Runnin' the race with a shooting star (oh-doo-da-day)
Goin' to run all night, goin' to run all day
I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag and somebody bet on the bay

See them flying on the ten-mile heat (doo-da, doo-da)
Round the racetrack, then repeat (oh-doo-da-day)
I'll win my money on the bobtail nag (doo-da, doo-da)
Keep my money on old town bag (oh-doo-da-day)
Goin' to run all night, goin' to run all-day
I'll bet my money on the bobtail nag, somebody bet on the bay

Somebody bet on the bay