[00:05.31]Stewball was a good horse
[00:11.50]And he held a high head
[00:16.85]And the mane on his foretop
[00:21.70]Was fine as silk thread
[00:25.91]I rode him in England
[00:32.98]And I rode him in Spain
[00:38.49]And I never did lose boys
[00:45.51]I always did gain
[00:49.95]So come all you gamblers
[00:55.72]From near and from far
[01:01.66]Don't bet your gold dollar
[01:07.74]On that little grey mare
[01:14.33]Most likely she will stumble
[01:19.34]Most likely she'll fall
[01:27.36]But you never will lose
[01:33.56]On my noble Stewball
[01:38.95]Sit tight on your saddle
[01:43.33]Let slack on your rein
[01:48.26]And you never will lose boys
[01:55.43]You always will gain
[01:57.72]As they were a-riding
[01:58.95]'Bout halfway 'round
[02:01.91]That grey mare she stumbled
[02:06.54]And fell to the ground
[02:08.90]And 'way out yonder
[02:12.27]Ahead of them all
[02:16.22]Came dancin' and prancin'
[02:18.71]My noble Stewball
[02:20.05]Stewball was a good horse
[02:24.77]And he held a high head
[02:29.88]And the mane on his foretop
[02:32.39]Was fine as silk thread
[02:35.24]I rode him in England
[02:40.46]And I rode him in Spain
[02:44.49]And I never did lose boys
[02:50.33]I always did gain