Тональность: D major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Stewball was a good horse
And he held a high head
And the mane on his foretop
Was fine as silk thread
Verse 2
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I rode him in England
And I rode him in Spain
And I never did lose, boys
I always did gain
Verse 3
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So come all you gamblers
From near and from far
Don't bet your gold dollar
Verse 4
On that little grey mare
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Most likely she will stumble
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Most likely she'll fall
But you never will lose
On my noble Stewball
Verse 5
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Sit tight on your saddle
Let slack on your rein
And you never will lose boys,
You always will gain
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Verse 6
'Bout halfway 'round
That grey mare she stumbled
And fell to the ground
Verse 7
Ahead of them all
Came dancin' and prancin'
My noble Stewball
Verse 8
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Stewball was a good horse
Em
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And he held a high head
And the mane on his foretop
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Was fine as silk thread
Verse 9
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I rode him in England
And I rode him in Spain
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Em
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And I never did lose, boys
Em
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I always did gain
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