I Ride An Old Paint

I ride an old paint and I lead an old dam
Goin' to Montana to throw the hooley-ann
Feed 'em in the coulees and water in the draw
Their tails are all matted and their backs are all raw

Ride around little doggies, 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 singing from morning 'til night

Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' 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 doggies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

I've worked in the town and I've worked in the farm
All I got to show is just this muscle in my arm
Blisters on my feet, callus on my hand
And I'm a-goin' to Montana to throw the hooley-ann

Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go