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Peter, Paul and Mary – Stewball Lyrics | Genius Lyrics

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 .... A French song called "Stewball" (or also known as "Il s'appelait Stewball") was recorded by Hugues Aufray in 1966, becoming one of Aufray's biggest hits. However, this song (written by Hugues Aufray and Pierre Delanoë) is unlike the English-language songs of the same name, although the adaption was created after Aufray met Peter, Paul, and .... 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,. Lyrics to 'Stewball' by Joan Baez. Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high, and the mane on his foretop, was fine as silk thread. I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain, and I never did lose, boys, I always did gain. So come all you gamblers, wherever you are,. Stewball was a good horse And he held a high head And the mane on his foretop Was fine as silk thread I rode him in England And I rode him in Spain And I never did lose, boys I always did gain So come all you gamblers From near and from far Don't bet your gold dollar On that little grey mare Most likely she will stumble Most likely she'll fall ...