Stewball

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Chords and lyrics for Stewball by Joan Baez

G 
 
Am 
 
D 
 
G 
 
C 
 
D 
 
G 
Stewball 
 
w
Em 
as a good horse, h
Am 
e wore his head high,
 
and the mane on his  
D 
fo
Dsus4 
re
D 
top, was fine as s
G 
ilk 
 
t
C 
hr
D 
ead.
 
G 
I rode  
Em 
him in England,
Am 
I rode him in Spain,
 
and I never did  
D 
lo
Dsus4 
se
D 
, boys, I always  
G 
did 
 
 
C 
ga
D 
in.
 
G 
So 
 
come
Em 
all you gamble
Am 
rs, wherever you are,
 
and don`t bet your  
D 
mo
Dsus4 
ne
D 
y on that little g
G 
rey
C 
m
D 
are.
 
G 
Most 
 
l
Em 
ikely she`ll stumble,
Am 
most likely she`ll fall,
 
but never you`ll  
D 
lo
Dsus4 
se
D 
, boys, on my noble  
G 
Stew
C 
ba
D 
ll.
 
G 
As 
 
the
Em 
y were a-riding
Am 
, `bout halfway round,
 
that grey mare she  
D 
st
Dsus4 
um
D 
bled, and fell on  
G 
the 
 
g
C 
ro
D 
und.
 
G 
And 
 
wa
Em 
y out yonder, a
Am 
head of them all,
 
came a-prancing and a-
D 
da
Dsus4 
nc
D 
ing, my noble  
G 
Stew
C 
ba
D 
ll.
 
G 
Stewball 
 
w
Em 
as a race horse, and by
Am 
the day he was mine,
 
he never drank  
D 
wa
Dsus4 
te
D 
r, he always dr
G 
ank
C 
w
G 
ine.

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