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Now this here is a story
about a race horse called
Stewball.
D
Now Stewball was born down in California.
G
When I was down there the other day,
the jockeys was telling me
they don't think he's an
ordinary horse at all.
In fact, they all say he blew down a storm.
So my tip is just bet on Stewball.
And you might win, win,
win, bet on Stewball.
And you might win, just bet on Stewball.
And you might win, win,
win, bet on Stewball.
D
G
And you might win
Why, there's a big race
Down in Dallas
Don't you wish you
D
G
Was there
You could bet your Bottom dollar
On that iron Grey bear
Bet on Stubo
And you might win, win, win
Bet on Stubo
And you might win
Bet on Stubo
And you might win, win, win, bet on Stubo
D
G
And you might win
Now all the horses, they were saddled
And the word was given, run, run, run
See them horses, why they shot on
D
G
Like a bullet from a gun
Bet on Stubo
And you might win, win, win, bet on Stubo
D
G
And you might win
what you bet us to vote
And you might win, win, win
what bet us to vote
D
G
And you might win
Why the old folks, they hollered
And the young folks, they all called
And the children cried love, love
D
But they know what's to vote
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Oh my and you might win
Oh my love festival,
D
G
and you might win
Oh festival, and you might win yeah
D
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Oh festival, an d you might wiiiin
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