i ride an old paint

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I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan
I’m goin’ to Montana to throw the hoolihan
They feed in the coulees, and 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
Son went to college, his daughter went wrong
His wife got killed in a free-for-all 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
Put it on to my old pony, lead him out of his stall
Tie my bones on his back 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’ve worked in the town and I’ve worked in the farm
and all I’ve got show is just this muscle in my arm
blisters on feet, callous on my hand
I’m goin’ to Montana to throw the houlihan

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

(I had to go with this one for my last cowboy song, because of the “fiery and snuffy” part, the dogies, and because it’s Woody Guthrie, dang it.)

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