歌曲 | Stewball |
歌手 | The Hollies |
专辑 | Original Album Series |
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Lyrics:Yellin/Rinzler/Herald Music:Yellin/Rinzler/Herald | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he were mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine | |
His bridle was silver | |
And his mane it was gold | |
But worth of his saddle | |
Has never been told | |
The fairgrounds was crowded | |
And old Stewball was there | |
But the betting was heavy | |
On the bay and the mare | |
Oh, way up yonder | |
Ahead of them all | |
Came prancing and dancing | |
My noble Stewball | |
If I bet on the grey mare | |
And I bet on the bay | |
And if I'd bet on old 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 | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he was mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine |
Lyrics: Yellin Rinzler Herald Music: Yellin Rinzler Herald | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he were mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine | |
His bridle was silver | |
And his mane it was gold | |
But worth of his saddle | |
Has never been told | |
The fairgrounds was crowded | |
And old Stewball was there | |
But the betting was heavy | |
On the bay and the mare | |
Oh, way up yonder | |
Ahead of them all | |
Came prancing and dancing | |
My noble Stewball | |
If I bet on the grey mare | |
And I bet on the bay | |
And if I' d bet on old 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 | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he was mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine |
Lyrics: Yellin Rinzler Herald Music: Yellin Rinzler Herald | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he were mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine | |
His bridle was silver | |
And his mane it was gold | |
But worth of his saddle | |
Has never been told | |
The fairgrounds was crowded | |
And old Stewball was there | |
But the betting was heavy | |
On the bay and the mare | |
Oh, way up yonder | |
Ahead of them all | |
Came prancing and dancing | |
My noble Stewball | |
If I bet on the grey mare | |
And I bet on the bay | |
And if I' d bet on old 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 | |
Old Stewball was a racehorse | |
And I wished he was mine | |
He never drank water | |
He always drank wine |