[00:05.01]Stewball was a good horse
[00:06.24]And he held a high head
[00:14.19]And the mane on his foretop
[00:17.28]Was fine as silk thread
[00:19.41]I rode him in England
[00:24.51]And I rode him in Spain
[00:39.45]And I never did lose, boys
[00:42.57]I always did gain
[00:52.29]So come all you gamblers
[00:55.20]From near and from far
[00:57.15]Don't bet your gold dollar
[01:01.68]On that little grey mare
[01:03.63]Most likely she will stumble
[01:10.35]Most likely she'll fall
[01:14.88]But you never will lose
[01:21.72]On my noble Stewball
[01:24.75]Sit tight on your saddle
[01:29.97]Let slack on your rein
[01:33.03]And you never will lose boys,
[01:36.21]You always will gain
[01:40.29]As they were a-riding
[01:41.37]'Bout halfway 'round
[01:42.63]That grey mare she stumbled
[01:44.49]And fell to the ground
[01:47.22]And 'way out yonder
[01:52.98]Ahead of them all
[01:57.21]Came dancin' and prancin'
[02:02.10]My noble Stewball
[02:07.65]Stewball was a good horse
[02:09.96]And he held a high head
[02:10.97]And the mane on his foretop
[02:14.55]Was fine as silk thread
[02:16.74]I rode him in England
[02:19.47]And I rode him in Spain
[02:21.09]And I never did lose, boys
[02:23.01]I always did gain