Julie London — Camptown Races
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Camptown ladies sing dis song — doo-dah, doo-dah
Camptown race-track five miles long — oh, doo-dah day
I came down dah wid my hat caved in — doo-dah, doo-dah
I go back home wid a pocket full of tin — oh, doo-dah day
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag
Somebody bet on de bay
De long tail filly and de big black hoss — doo-dah, doo-dah
Fly de track and dey both cut across — oh, doo-dah-day
De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole — doo-dah, doo-dah
Can’t touch bottom wid a ten foot pole — oh, doo-dah-day
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag
Somebody bet on de bay
Old muley cow come on to de track — doo-dah, doo-dah
De bob-tail fling her ober his back — oh, doo-dah-day
Fly along like a rail-road car — doo-dah, doo-dah
Runnin’ a race wid a shootin’ star — oh, doo-dah-day
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag
Somebody bet on de bay
See dem flyin’ on a ten mile heat — doo-dah, doo-dah
Round de race track, den repeat — oh, doo-dah-day
I win my money on de bob-tail nag — doo-dah, doo-dah
I keep my money in an old tow-bag — oh, doo-dah-day
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag
Somebody bet on de bay
