I Ride An Old Paint

I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann 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 slow The fiery and snuffy are raring to go Well John's had two daughters and the song One went to Denver the other went wrong His young wife died in a poolroom fight But he tries to keep singing from morning till night Ride around little dogies, ride around slow The fiery and snuffy are raring to go When I die take my saddle from the wall Strap it my pony, lead him out of the stall Throw my bones on his back, turn our faces to the west And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best Ride around little dogies, ride around slow The fiery and snuffy are raring to go