Stewball
Joan BaezVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high,
and the mane on his foretop, was fine as silk thread.
I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain,
and I never did lose, boys, I always did gain.
So come all you gamblers, wherever you are,
and don`t bet your money on that little grey mare.
Most likely she`ll stumble, most likely she`ll fall,
but never you`ll lose, boys, on my noble Stewball.
As they were a-riding, `bout halfway round,
that grey mare she stumbled, and fell on the ground.
And way out yonder, ahead of them all,
came a-prancing and a-dancing, my noble Stewball.
Stewball was a race horse, and by the day he was mine,
he never drank water, he always drank wine.
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Readable chord sheet for Stewball by Joan Baez
[G] [Am] [D] [G] [C] [D] Stewball was a [G]good horse[Em], he wore his head [Am]high, and the mane on his [D]fo[Dsus4]retop,[D] was fine as silk [G]threa[C]d.[D] I rode him in [G]England[Em], I rode him in [Am]Spain, and I never did [D]lo[Dsus4]se, bo[D]ys, I always did [G]gain[C]. [D] So come all you [G]gambler[Em]s, wherever you [Am]are, and don`t bet your [D]mo[Dsus4]ney on[D] that little grey [G]mar[C]e.[D] Most likely she`ll [G]stumbl[Em]e, most likely she`ll [Am]fall, but never you`ll [D]lo[Dsus4]se, bo[D]ys, on my noble Stew[G]ball[C]. [D] As they were a-[G]riding[Em], `bout halfway [Am]round, that grey mare she [D]st[Dsus4]umbled[D], and fell on the [G]groun[C]d.[D] And way out [G]yonder[Em], ahead of them [Am]all, came a-prancing and a-[D]da[Dsus4]ncing,[D] my noble Stew[G]ball[C]. [D] Stewball was a [G]race horse[Em], and by the day he was [Am]mine, he never drank [D]wa[Dsus4]ter, h[D]e always drank [G]win[C]e.[G]