| Way out in California
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| Where Stewball was born
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| All the jockeys in the country
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| Said he blew there in a storm
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win
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| It was a big day in Dallas
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| Don’t you wish you was there
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| You would’a bet your last dollar
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| On that iron gray mare
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win
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| When the horses were saddled
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| And the word was given «go», given «go»
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| All the horses, they shot out
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| Like an arrow from a bow
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win
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| When that big bell was a-ringing
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| And the horses was run
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| And that big bell was a-singing
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| And the horses did run
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win
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| The old folks they hollered
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| The young folks did bawl
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| The children said look, look
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| At that noble Stewball
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win
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| You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win
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| Bet on Stewball you might win |