I Ride An Old Paint

I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan

I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan

They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw

Their tails are all matted, 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

One went to college, the other went wrong

His wife, she got killed in a poolroom fight

But still he's a-singin' from mornin' till night

Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

When I die, take my saddle from the wall

Place it on my old pony, lead him out of his stall

Tie my bones to my saddle and turn our faces to the West

And we'll ride the prairie we love the best

Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow

For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan

I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan

They feed in the coulees, they 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