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Stewball Lyrics


Oh Stewball was a racehorse
And I wish he were mine
He never drank water
He always drank wineHis bridle was silver
His mane, it was gold
And the worth of his saddle
Has never been toldOh the fairgrounds were crowded
And Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy
On the bay and the mareAnd a-way up yonder
Ahead of them all
Came a-prancin' and a-dancin'
My noble StewballI bet on the grey mare
I bet on the bay
If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball
I'd be a free man todayOh the hoot owl, she holler
And the turtle dove moan
I'm a poor boy in trouble

I'm a long way from homeOh Stewball was a racehorse
And I wish he were mine
He never drank water
He always drank wine

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The trio Peter, Paul and Mary (often PP&M) is an American musical group that was one of the most successful folk-singing groups of the 1960s. The trio comprises Peter Yarrow, Noel Paul Stookey, and Mary Travers. The group was created by manager Albert Grossman, who sought to create a folk "supergroup" by bringing together "a tall blonde (Travers), a funny guy (Stookey), and a good looking guy (Yarrow)." He launched the group in 1961, booking them into the Bitter End, a coffee house in New York City's Greenwich Village that was a favorite place to hear folk artists.

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