Stewball
Leadbelly Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Stewball was a good horse
And he held a high head
And the mane on his foretop
Was fine as silk thread

I rode him in England
And I rode him in Spain
And I never did lose, boys
I always did gain

So come all you gamblers
From near and from far
Don't bet your gold dollar
On that little grey mare

Most likely she will stumble
Most likely she'll fall
But you never will lose
On my noble Stewball

Sit tight on your saddle
Let slack on your rein
And you never will lose boys,
You always will gain

As they were a-riding
'Bout halfway 'round
That grey mare she stumbled
And fell to the ground

And 'way out yonder
Ahead of them all
Came dancin' and prancin'
My noble Stewball

Stewball was a good horse
And he held a high head
And the mane on his foretop
Was fine as silk thread

I rode him in England
And I rode him in Spain




And I never did lose, boys
I always did gain

Overall Meaning

Leadbelly's "Stewball" is a song about a magnificent racehorse, Stewball, who is unlike any other. The song describes how Stewball held his head high, and his silky mane made him shine above other horses. The singer of the song boasts that he has ridden Stewball in England and in Spain and has never lost a race. It is said that Stewball is so good that gamblers should not bet on the little grey mare because she's most likely to stumble and fall. However, they will never lose their bets on Stewball, who will always come out on top.


The song takes an exciting turn when they're about halfway through the race. The grey mare trips and falls to the ground, but out of nowhere, Stewball comes flying past them, prancing and dancing victoriously. The song emphasizes the greatness of Stewball as a legendary horse that could never lose, no matter what the odds were.


The song is unique because it's from the perspective of the horse's rider instead of the horse. Furthermore, the ballad has several verses that reflect the horse's reputation, grace, and style, which makes it a perfect representation of the notable racehorses of that time.


Line by Line Meaning

Stewball was a good horse
Stewball was an excellent horse worthy of admiration


And he held a high head
Stewball held his head up high with pride and confidence


And the mane on his foretop was fine as silk thread
Stewball had a mane on his forehead as soft as silk


I rode him in England
I rode Stewball when I was in England


And I rode him in Spain
I also rode Stewball in Spain


And I never did lose, boys
Stewball was such an unbeatable horse that I never lost a bet when I rode him


I always did gain
Whenever I rode Stewball in a race, I always ended up as the winner


So come all you gamblers
To all the gamblers out there


From near and from far
Whether you're near or far


Don't bet your gold dollar
Don't bet your precious gold dollar


On that little grey mare
On that small and weak grey mare


Most likely she will stumble
Chances are she'll stumble and fail


Most likely she'll fall
She'll most likely fall to the ground


But you never will lose
However, if you bet on Stewball, you'll never lose


On my noble Stewball
Because Stewball is a noble and unbeatable horse


Sit tight on your saddle
Hold on tight to your saddle


Let slack on your rein
But let some slack on your rein


And you never will lose, boys
If you follow this advice, you'll never lose a bet


You always will gain
In fact, you'll always win


As they were a-riding
While they were riding


'Bout halfway 'round
About halfway around the track


That grey mare she stumbled
The grey mare stumbled and fell


And fell to the ground
Landing on the ground


'Way out yonder
Far out in the distance


Ahead of them all
In front of all the other horses


Came dancin' and prancin'
Stewball appeared dancing and prancing


My noble Stewball
It was my noble Stewball who won the race again




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Written by: WOODY GUTHRIE

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

@sciexp

One of the not so well known blues man, but one of the greatest in his own way..

@RATLordGeno

I've listened to so much Leadbelly that I feel like him and I are buddies.  It's always weird to me when someone hears him for the first time and can't understand anything he says...But we were all there once!  What an amazing guy. 

@jeanisdancing

I can understand but I grew up in the South, near Nashville.

@aleksandardjukic6476

The God of blues

@thebrazilianatlantis165

The person who taught Leadbelly this song was reportedly Alan Lomax.

@rudmanpaul2812

This is a stone cold banger

@OldPatsy3010

timeless brilliance.

More Versions