I ride an old paint and I lead an old Dan,|
I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolian,
They feed 'em in the coulees, they 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 raring to go.
2. Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son;|
Son went to college and the daughter went wrong.
His wife got killed in a poolroom fight,
Still he keeps singing from morning till night.
3. When I die take my saddle from the wall,
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