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Camptown Races
by Stephen Foster
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Camptown ladies sing this song,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Camptown racetrack five miles long,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
Come down there with my hat caved in,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Go back home with my pocket full of tin,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
CHORUS:
Gonna run all night, gonna run all day,
I bet my money on the bobtail nag,
Somebody bet on the bay.
The longtail filly and the big black hoss,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Fly the track and they both cut across,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
The blind hoss shaken in a big mud hole,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Can't touch bottom with a 10-foot pole,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
Repeat Chorus
Old mulley cow came onto the track,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Bobtail fling her over his back,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
Fly along like a railroad car,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Running a race with a shooting star,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
Repeat Chorus
See the flying on a ten-mile heat,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
'Round the racetrack then repeat,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
I win my money on the bobtail nag,
Doo-dah, doo-dah,
Keep my money in an old tow bag,
Oh, doo-dah-day.
Repeat Chorus
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