Stewball Chord Chart
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Intro:
Old Stewball was a racehorse,
and I wish he were mine
He never drank water,
he always drank wine
His bridle was silver,
and 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 away up yonder,
a-head of them all
Came a-prancing and a-dancing,
my noble Stew-ball
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