Old Paint
(Arranged by Chris LeDoux)
I ride an old paint
I lead an old dan
I'm goin' to Montana
For the throw the hoolihan
They feed in the coolies
They water in the draw
Their tails are all matted
Their backs are all raw
CHORUS
Ride around little doggies
Ride around them slow
With the fiery and snuffy
Are rearin’ to go
Bill Jones had two daughters
Bill Jones had a son
The one went to Denver
And the other went wrong
His wife she died
In a pool room fight
Still he keeps singin'
From mornin' to night
CHORUS
When I die
Take my saddle from a wall
Put it my pony
Lead him out of his stall
Tie my bones to his back
Turn our faces to the west
And well ride the prairie
That we love the best
CHORUS
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