Skewball / Songs and Lyrics

Version 1

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w:Skew-ball was a race-horse, -- I
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w:wish he were mine -He
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w:ne-ver drank wa-ter, --He 
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w:al-ways drank wine
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W:Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
W:He never drank water, he always drank wine.
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W:2
W:His bridle was silver, his main it was gold.
W:And the worth of his saddle has never been told.
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W:3
W:Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and Stewball was there
W:But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare.
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W:And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all,
W:Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble Stewball.
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W:5
W:I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay
W:If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball, I'd be a free man today.
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W:6
W:Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans.
W:I'm a poor boy in trouble, I'm a long way from home.
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W:7
W:Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
W:He never drank water, he always drank wine.

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Song Note

Song by Traditional
Country of origin: England

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