Camptown Races

The camp town ladies sing this song. Do-dah, do-dah. The camp town race track five miles long. Oh, do-dah day. I come down there with my hat clean. Do-dah, do-dah.

I go back home with a pocket full of tin. Oh, do-dah day. Why does it run all night? Why does it run all day? I bet my money on

the bobtail nag. Somebody bet on the bay.

The long tail filly and the big black horse. Do-dah, do-dah. They fly the track and they both cut across. Oh, do-dah day. The blind horse sticking in a big

mud hole. Do-dah, do-dah. Can't touch bottom with his ten foot pole. Oh, do-dah day. Why does it run all night? Why does it run all day? I bet my

money on the bobtail nag. Somebody bet on the bay.

See them flying on a ten-mile heat. Do-dah, do-dah. Around the race track then repeat. Oh, do-dah day. I win my money on the bobtail nag. Do-dah, do-dah. I keep

my money in an old tow bag. Oh, do-dah day. Why does it run all night? Why does it run all day? I bet my money on the bobtail nag.

Somebody bet on the bay. Why does it run all night? Why does it run all day? I bet my money on the bobtail nag. Somebody bet on the bay.