Stewball

There's a big day in Dallas,
Bet you wish you was there
Bet my last hundred dollars
On that iron gray mare

Bet on Stewball, you might win, win, win
Bet on Stewball you might win

Well I don't mind horse racing If it wasn't for my wife.
Old Stewball may stumble And away with my life

>Wife and baby, left behind, yeah yeah
>WIfe and baby, left behind Left behind.

Old stewball was a black horse
Jus' as slick as a mole,
Had a ring 'round his fore-shoulder
And it shined just like gold.

Bet on Stewball, you might win, win, win
Bet on Stewball you might win

Old Stewball was a racehorse,
But the poor horse was blind.
He ran so fast in Texas Left his shadow behind