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The Camptown ladies sing this song,
doo-da, doo-da,
the Camptown racetrack's five miles long,
oh, doo-da day.
I come down there with my hat caved in,
doo-da, doo-da,
I go back home with a pocket full of tin,
oh, doo-da day.
Goin' to run all night,
goin' to run all day.
I bet my money on the bob-tailed nag,
somebody bet on the bay.
The long-tail filly and the big black hoss,
doo-da, doo-da,
they fly the track, and they both cut across,
oh, doo-da day.
The blind hoss stickin' in a big mud hole,
doo-da, doo-da,
can't touch bottom with a ten foot pole,
oh, doo-da day.
Goin' to run all night,
goin' to run all day.
I bet my money on the bob-tailed nag,
somebody bet on the bay.
Old muley cow come on to the track,
doo-da, doo-da,
the bob-tail fling her over his back,
oh, doo-da day.
Then fly along, like a railroad car,
doo-da, doo-da,
runnin' a race with a shootin' star,
oh, doo-da day.
Goin' to run all night,
goin' to run all day.
I bet my money on the bob-tailed nag,
somebody bet on the bay.

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