Luyện nghe bài hát Stewball - Peter, Paul and Mary

Oh Stewball was a
And I wish he were
He never drank
He always wine

His bridle was
His mane, it was
And the worth of his
Has never told

Oh the were crowded
And Stewball was
But the was heavy
On the bay and the

And up yonder
of them all
Came a-prancin' and
My noble

I bet on the grey
I bet on the bay
If I'd have bet on ol'
I'd be a free man

Oh the owl, she holler
And the turtle dove
I'm a poor boy in
I'm a way from home

Oh Stewball was a
And I wish he mine
He never water
He drank wine