Stewball
Hollies · Clarke Hicks & Nash Years [2011]
And I wished he were mine
He never drank water
He always drank wine
His bridle was silver
And his mane it was gold
But worth of his saddle
Has never been told
The fairgrounds was crowded
And old Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy
On the bay and the mare
Oh, way up yonder
Ahead of them all
Came prancing and dancing
My noble Stewball
If I bet on the grey mare
And I bet on the bay
And if I'd bet on old Stewball
I'd be a free man today
Oh, the hoot owl she hollers
And the turtle dove moans
I'm a poor boy in trouble
I'm a long way from home
Old Stewball was a racehorse
And I wished he was mine
He never drank water
He always drank wine
Stewball
Stewball stands as a defining moment in the Hollies' extensive discography, showcasing the band's mastery of melodic pop and rock. Released during their most commercially successful era, the track exemplifies the group's signature harmonies and tight instrumentation that brought them international acclaim. The song's upbeat tempo and catchy arrangement reflect the band's ability to craft enduring radio hits that resonated with audiences across generations. As part of their celebrated body of work, Stewball highlights the creative synergy between the band members during a period of significant artistic output. The recording remains a staple of their live performances, demonstrating the lasting appeal of their songwriting and production style. This piece continues to represent the high standards of British Invasion music, securing its place within the group's legacy of influential recordings.