Stewball chords and lyrics - WOODY GUTHRIE

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[Verse 1]
[D]Stewball was a good horse
And he held [G]a h[Em]igh h[G]ead
And the [A]mane on his foretop
Was fine [D]as [G]silk [D]thread

[Verse 2]
I rode [D]him in England
And [G]I rode him in Spain
And [A]I never did lose, boys
I [G]al [D]ways [G]did[D] gain

[Verse 3]
[D]So come all you gamblers
[G]From near and from far
Don't bet [A]your gold dollar
On [D]that little [A]gre[D]y mare

[Verse 4]
[D]Most likely she will stumble
Most [G]likely she'll fall
But [A]you never will lose
On [D]my noble Stewball

[Verse 5]
Sit tight on your saddle
Let [G]slack [Em]on y[G]our rein
And you [A]never will lose boys,
You [D]al [G]ways [A]wil[D]l gain

[Verse 6]
[D]As they were a- riding
[G]'Bout halfway 'round
That grey [A]mare she stumbled
And fell to the [D]ground

[Verse 7]
[D]And 'way out yonder
Ahead [G]of them all
Came [A]dancin' and prancin'
My noble [D]Stewball
[A]Stewball was a good horse[D]

[Verse 8]
And he held a high head
[G]And the mane on his [A]foretop
Was [G]fine [A]as [D]silk thread

[Verse 9]
I rode him in England And [D]I rode
[G]him in Spain
And I [A]never did lose, boys
[D]I al[G]ways [D]did gain

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