If it's a clear sunshiny day, you bet on a white horse, a horse that's got the most white on him. If it's a black, cloudy, rainy day, you bet on the black horse. Well, this fellow, Doniac, was a merchant at Spindletop and he says, "I want to bet on the horses. (I never did bet on a horse. I never bet a dollar in my life, that I remember of.) Well, he says, "What shall I bet on?" I says, "Now, you take that white horse, he's the lightest looking horse, and he looks like a good runner and if you want to try him out why, you watch him." Weil Sir, that horse went around and just ahead of most every horse that was in that race track, and there was a half a dozen, I think. Well, Doniac was watching it and he grabbed me and he just shook me like I was a kitten and he says, "My horse has beat these a head."