| lyric | Goin' to run all night,
goin’ to run all day,
I bet my money on a bobtailed nag,
Somebody bet in the bay.
1. Oh, the Camptown ladies sing this song,
dooda dooda
The Camptown race track’s two miles long,
Oh, dedooda day.
2. Oh, the long tailed filly and the big black horse,
Dooda, dooda.
Come to a mud hole and they all cut across,
Oh, de dooda day.
3. I went down South with my hat caved in,
Dooda, dooda,
I come back North with a pocket full of tin,
Oh, de dooda day. |