
Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Song language: English
I Ride an Old Paint / Leavin' Cheyenne |
I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan |
I’m goin' to Montana, for to throw the Houlihan |
Where they feed in the coulees and they water in the draw |
And their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw |
Ride around them dogies, ride around them slow |
They’re fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go |
Now old Bill Jones had two daughters and a song |
One went to college and the other went wrong |
And his wife, she got killed in a poolroom fight |
But still he sings from mornin' till night |
Ride around them dogies, ride around them slow |
They’re fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go |
When I die, take my saddle from the wall |
Place it on my old pony, lead him out of his stall |
Tie my bones to the saddle, turn our faces toward the West |
We’ll both ride the prairie that we love the best |
Ride around them dogies, ride around them slow |
They’re fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go |
Goodbye old paint, I’m leavin' Cheyenne |
Goodbye old paint, I’m leavin' Cheyenne |
Leavin' Cheyenne, going to Montana |
Goodbye old paint, I’m leaving Cheyenne |
Ride around old paint, I’m leavin' Cheyenne |