De Camptown Races - Stephen Foster, Bing Crosby, The King's Men

De Camptown ladies sing dis song—Doo-dah!

doo-dah!

De Camp-town race-track five miles long—Oh!

doo-dah day!

I come 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!

Dey 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!

Den 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