Old Paint Songtext

I ride an old paint, lead an old dam Going to Montana to throw a hoolihan They feed in the coolies and they water in the draw Their tails are all matted, backs are all raw Ride around, ride around real slow They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go Ride around, ride around real slow They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go That old Bill Brown, he had a daughter and a son One went to Denver and the other went wrong His wife, she died in a poolroom fight But still he keeps singing from mornin' till night Ride around, ride around real slow They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go Ride around, ride around real slow They're fiery and a-snuffy and a-rarin' to go Now when I die take my saddle from the wall Put it on my pony and lead him from his stall Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the west And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best Ride around, ride around real slow They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go Ride around, little dogies, ride around real slow They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go