Here you will find the Poem Camptown Races of poet Stephen C. Foster
De Camptown ladies sing dis song -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! De Camptown racetrack five miles long -- Oh! doo-dah day! I come down dah wid my hat caved in -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! I go back home wid a pocket full of tin -- Oh! doo-dah day! Chorus Gwine to run all night! Gwine to run all day! I'll bet my money on de bob-tail nag -- Somebody bet on de bay! De long tail filly and de big black hoss -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! Dey fly de track and dey both cut across -- Oh! doo-dah day! De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! Can't touch bottom wid a ten foot pole -- Oh! doo-dah day! Chorus Old muley cow come on to de track -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! De bob-tail fling her ober his back -- Oh! doo-dah day! Den fly along like a rail-road car -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! Runnin' a race with a shootin' star -- Oh! doo-dah day! Chorus Seen dem flyin' on a ten mile heat -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! Round de race track, den repeat -- Oh! doo-dah day! I win my money on de bob-tail nag -- Doo-dah! doo-dah! I keep my money in an old tow-bag -- Oh! doo-dah day! Chorus
