Tarbox Ramblers
Stewball the racehorse


transmitted by The Tarbox Ramblers

An old field holler.  First heard it on a Leadbelly record.  There are
probably hundreds of verses to this song floating around......


WAY OUT IN CALIFORNIA,  WHERE OLD STEWBALL WAS BORN,
ALL THE JOCKEYS IN THE COUNTRY SAID HE BLEW THERE IN A STORM

BET ON STEWBALL,  YOU MIGHT WIN, WIN, WIN
BET ON STEWBALL,  YOU MIGHT WIN.......

ALL THE JOCKEYS IN THE COUNTRY SAID HE BLEW THERE IN A STORM
BUT ALL THE WOMEN IN THE COUNTRY SAID HE NEVER WAS KNOWN

HIS BRIDLE,  IT WAS SILVER,  AND HIS SADDLE IT WAS GOLD
BUT THE PRICE ON HIS BLANKET HAS NEVER BEEN TOLD

THE HORSES,  THEY WERE SADDLED,  AND THE WORD WAS GIVEN "GO"
OLD STEWBALL,  HE SHOT OFF LIKE AN ARROW FROM A BOW

THE OLD FOLKS THEY HOLLERED
AND THE YOUNG FOLKS DID BAWL
BUT THE CHILDREN SAID "LOOK, LOOK,  AT THAT NOBLE STEWBALL"

BET ON STEWBALL,  YOU MIGHT WIN, WIN, WIN
BET ON STEWBALL,  YOU MIGHT WIN.......