.(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 ol.
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