I ride an old Paint and I lead an old Dan Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan Feed them in the coulees, then water in the draw Their tails are all matted and their backs are all raw
Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go
Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son Son went to college and his daughter went wrong His wife got killed in a free-for-all fight Still he keeps singing from morning 'til night
Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go
When I die take my saddle from the wall Put it onto my pony, lead him out of his stall Tie my bones on his back and turn our faces to the west We'll ride the prairies that we love the best
Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are raring to go
I've worked in a town and I've worked in the farms All i've got to shows just this muscle in my arm Blisters on my feet, callous on my hand And I'm goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan
Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow for the firey and snuffy are raring to go
Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow For the firey and snuffy are raring to go.