Stewball
Woody Guthrie Lyrics


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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

The song "Stewball" is an old traditional folk song that was made popular by the American folk singer Woody Guthrie. The song tells the story of a horse race in which the singer, who is the owner of a horse named Stewball, challenges everyone to bet on his horse rather than on a little grey mare. The singer claims that Stewball is a great horse that he has ridden in England and Spain and has never lost on.


The singer tells the gamblers to sit tight in their saddle and let slack on their reigns, assuring them that they will never lose a bet if they bet on his horse. However, as the race proceeds, the little grey mare stumbles and falls to the ground while Stewball dances and prances ahead of everyone else. The song ends with the singer repeating the description of Stewball, emphasizing how high he holds his head and how fine the mane on his foretop is.


Line by Line Meaning

Stewball was a good horse
Stewball was an exceptional horse.


And he held a high head
He was confident and proud with an exceptional physical stature.


And the mane on his foretop
The hair on his head was smooth and appealing.


Was fine as silk thread
It was as soft as silk.


I rode him in England
I had ridden him before in England.


And I rode him in Spain
I had ridden him before in Spain.


And I never did lose, boys
I always won when I rode him, my dear friends.


I always did gain
I always managed to win when I rode him.


So come all you gamblers
Hey gamblers, pay attention!


From near and from far
No matter where you're from.


Don't bet your gold dollar
Avoid betting your money.


On that little grey mare
On that average horse.


Most likely she will stumble
It's likely she may trip and fall.


Most likely she'll fall
It's very likely that she may fall.


But you never will lose
You'll never lose if you bet on Stewball.


On my noble Stewball
On my superior horse, Stewball.


Sit tight on your saddle
Hold onto your horse and brace yourself.


Let slack on your rein
Relax your grip on the bridle to avoid hindering your horse's movement.


And you never will lose boys,
Hey boys, believe me when I say that you'll never lose.


You always will gain
You'll always win.


As they were a-riding
While they were riding.


'Bout halfway 'round
After about half the distance.


That grey mare she stumbled
The average mare stumbled.


And fell to the ground
And collapsed on the floor.


And 'way out yonder
Far away from where they were.


Ahead of them all
In front of all the other horses.


Came dancin' and prancin'
Came galloping and leaping with excitement.


My noble Stewball
My magnificent horse, Stewball.




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Written by: WOODY GUTHRIE

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Julie name

My Dad sang this beautifully back in the 50's when I was a little girl.

Mike McMillan

Lol, My mom used to sing it too. I loved it as a kid. I always thought it was a Peter Paul and Mary or Joan Baez Song.

Ronald Dunne

I enjoy WG's stuff, and I also enjoy the heck out of PPM and Joan's versions... No real resemblance to Woody's version..

Pegi Emiliani

Thank you for posting this.

ImNoDylan

In America, the Stewball ballad was "...most popular in the Negro south, where the winning horse is known variously as 'Stewball' or 'Kimball," and was apparently one of the chain-gang songs. The song was recorded by Leadbelly in 1940 (cd available via the Smithsonian Museum), by Joan Baez (album title Joan Baez/5), by Peter Paul and Mary, and a number of successive artists.

Budder Kupp

His real name was Sku-ball.named for his tricoloured coat known as Skewbald. He was an 18th century British racehorse..who at 11 years old caused an upset at a fairground race. Another horse was favored to win the race, and most had bet on the other horse. But, old Sku-ball won the race, and the couple of people who bet on him..walked away very rich that day.. when Sku-ball came a prancing and a dancing..over the finish line.

Richard Perkins

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Bob Schauer

Wanderwd, this is not only the original tune for PPM's "Stewball", but also for John Lennon's "So this is Christmas"...a direct steal, rather than a cover. It bugs me when they play it during the holidays as if it were his original composition. I love Lennon, and he composed some legendary stuff...but not this one!

Colorado Paul

It isn't a "steal" when you credit a "traditional" song in the credits as Lennon did for "War Is Over/And So This is Christmas". The lyrics are indeed original.

rufio'smousse

its the peter paul and mary version that john stole from

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