Luyện nghe bài hát Stewball - Peter, Paul and Mary

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

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

Oh the fairgrounds were
And Stewball was
But the betting was
On the bay and the

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

I bet on the grey
I bet on the bay
If I'd bet on ol' Stewball
I'd be a man today

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

Oh was a racehorse
And I wish he mine
He drank water
He always wine