stewball was a good horse
and the mane on his foretop
was fine as silk thread. i rode him in england
i always did gain. so come all you gamblers
and don't bet your money on that little grey mare. most likely she'll stumble
on my noble stewball. as they were a-riding
that grey mare she stumbled
and fell on the ground. and way out yonder
came a-prancing and a-dancing
my noble stewball. stewball was a race horse
and by the day he was mine