I Ride an Old Paint

I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan

Goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan

Feed them in the coulees and water in the draw

Their tails are all matted and their backs are all raw

Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son

Son went to college and his daughter went wrong

His wife got killed in a free-for-all fight

Still he keeps singin' from mornin' till night

Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go

When I die, take my saddle from the wall

Put it on to my pony, lead him out of his stall

Tie my bones on his back and turn our faces to the West

We'll ride the prairies that we love the best

Ride around little dogies ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go

I've worked in a town and I've worked in the farm

All I got to show's just this muscle in muh arm

Blisters on muh feet callus on muh hand

And I'm a-goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan

Ride around little dogies ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go

Ride around little dogies ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go.