Camptown Races

Camptown Races

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The Campptown ladies sing this song, 

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Doo-da, Doo-da 

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The Camptown racetrack's five miles long 

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Oh, de doo-da day 

 
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Goin' to run all night 

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Goin' to run all day 

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I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag 

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Somebody bet on the gray 

 
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Oh, the long tailed filly and the big black horse, 

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Doo-da, doo-da 

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Come to a mud hole and they all cut across, 

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Oh, de doo-da day 

 
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Goin' to run all night 

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Goin' to run all day 

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I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag 

D7                  G                     
Somebody bet on the gray 

 
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I went down there with my hat caved in, 

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Doo-da, doo-da 

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I came back home with a pocket full of tin 

D7            G        
Oh, de doo-da day 

 
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Goin' to run all night 

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Goin' to run all day 

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I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag 

D7                  G            
Somebody bet on the gray 




Volkslied von Stephen Foster, ca. 1850