Stewball
Ton : GEnglish
G Am D G C D
Couplet
Stewball was a Ggood horse Emhe wore a high Amhead
And the mane on his Dforetop Dwas as fine as silk Gthread. C D
I rode him in GEngland EmI rode him in AmSpain
And I never did Dlose Dboys I always did Ggain. C D
Couplet
So come all you Ggamblers Emwherever you Amare
And don't bet your Dmoney on Dthat little grey Gmare. C D
Most likely she'll Gstumble Emmost likely she'll Amfall
But never you'll Dlose Dboys on my noble GStewball. C D
Couplet
As they were a-Griding Em'bout halfway Amround
That grey mare she Dstumbled Dand fell on the Gground. C D
And way out Gyonder Emahead of them Amall
Came a-prancing and a-Ddancing Dmy noble GStewball. C D
Couplet
Stewball was a Grace horse Emand by the day he was Ammine
He never drank Dwater he Dalways drank Gwine. C G