Oh, Stewball, he was a great name Oh, Ringo he was brown Oh, Stewball, he bit old Ringo On the very last go-round You bet on Stewball, and you might win, win, win You bet on Stewball, and you might win You bet on Stewball, and you might win, win, win You bet on Stewball, and you might win Way out here in California, Where old Stewball he was born, All the jockeys in the country, They said that he blew there in a storm. You bet on Stewball ... It was a big day down in Dallas, Don't you wish you were there. Now, you would'a bet your bottom dollar, On that iron gray mare. You bet on Stewball .. Well, the value of his harness, It has never yet been told. His bridle there was silver, On his saddle there it was gold. You bet on Stewball ..