Top Songs By Lonnie Donegan
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lonnie Donegan & His Skiffle Group
Performer
Lonnie Donegan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lonnie Donegan
Arranger
Lyrics
Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his main it was gold.
And the worth of his saddle has never been told. Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare.
And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all, Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble Stewball. I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay
If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball, I'd be a free man today.
Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans.
I'm a poor boy in trouble, I'm a long way from home. Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
Writer(s): Dp, Lonnie Donegan
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