I Ride An Old Paint

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow
They're fiery and snuffy and raring to go

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow
They're fiery and snuffy and raring to go

Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son
Son went to college, and the daughter went wrong
His wife got killed in a free-for-all fight
But still he keeps singing from morning 'til night

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow
They're fiery and snuffy and raring to go

I'll ride the old Paint, lead the old Dan
Go to Montana to throw the houlihan
I'll feed them in the coulees, water in the draw
Tails are all matted, their backs are all raw

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow
They're fiery and snuffy and raring to go

I worked in the town, I worked on the farm
All I gotta show t'is this muscle in my arm
Blisters on my feet, callus on my hands
Going to Montana to throw the houlihan

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow
They're fiery and snuffy and raring to go