Peter, Paul & Mary - Stewball lyrics
Song information
Artist: Peter, Paul & Mary Album: In The Wind
Lyrics
Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine He never drank water, he always drank wine
His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold And the worth of his saddle has never been told
Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and stewball was there But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare
And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble stewball
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
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
Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine He never drank water,he always drank wine
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"In The Wind" album track list
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- Peter, Paul & Mary - Long Chain On lyrics
- Peter, Paul & Mary - Rocky Road lyrics
- Peter, Paul & Mary - Tell It On The Mountain lyrics
- Peter, Paul & Mary - Polly Von lyrics
- Peter, Paul & Mary - Stewball lyrics
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