Lyrics Goodbye Old Paint - Harry McClintock

My foot s in the stirup my pony wont stand.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Im leave'n Cheyenne, Im off for Montan.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Im ride'n old paint, Im a living old man.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
My feets in the stirups, my bridal in my hand.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Old paint s a good pony.
He paces when he can.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye old paint lma leave'n Cheyenne.
O' hitchup your horses and feed 'em some hay.
And seat yourself by me as long as you stay.
And seat yourself by me as long as you stay.
My horse s ain't hungary.
They won't eat your hay.
My wagon is loaded and roll'n away.
My wagon is loaded and roll'n away.
Im up in the saddle.
The reins are in my hand.
Goodbye fair lady lma leave'n Cheyenne.
Goodbye fair lady lma leave'n Cheyenne.