Karaoké Stewball Peter, Paul and Mary

Oh, Stewball was a racehorse and I wish he were mine

He never drank water he always drank wine

His bridle was silver

His bridle was silver his mane it was gold his mane it was gold

And the worth of his saddle

And the worth of his saddle has never been told has never been told

Oh, the fairgrounds were crowded

Oh, the fairgrounds were crowded and Stewball was there and Stewball was there

But the betting was heavy

But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare on the bay and the mare

And away up yonder

And away up yonder ahead of them all ahead of them all

Came a-prancing and a-dancing

Came a-prancing and a-dancing my noble Stewball my noble Stewball

I bet on the grey mare

I bet on the grey mare

I bet on the bay

I bet on the bay

If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball

If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball

I'd be a free man today

I'd be a free man today

Ooh

Oh, the hoot owl, she hollers ooh and the turtle dove moans

Ooh

I'm a poor boy in trouble

I'm a long way from home ooh

Oh, Stewball was a racehorse

Oh, Stewball was a racehorse and I wish he were mine and I wish he were mine

He never drank water

He never drank water he always drank wine he always drank wine