Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Old Paint, artist - Harry Belafonte. Date of issue: 30.09.2019
Record label: Limitless Int
Song language: English
My Old Paint |
| I ride an old Paint, I lead an old Dan |
| I’m goin' to Montana, for to throw the Houlihan |
| They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw |
| Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw |
| Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow |
| For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' 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 pool-room fight |
| Still he keeps singing from morning till night |
| Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow |
| For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go |
| My feet are in the stirrups, my hand is on the horn |
| I’m the best old cowboy that ever was born |
| But a cowboy rides single, like it or not |
| So I guess that old paint is the best friend I got |
| Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow |
| For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go |
| Oh, when I die, take my saddle from the wall |
| Put it on my pony, lead him out of his stall |
| Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the west |
| And we’ll ride the prairie that we loved the best |
| Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow |
| For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go |
| I worked in the city, I worked on the farm |
| All I got to show is the muscle on my arm |
| Blisters on my feet and callous on my hands |
| And I’m going to Montana to throw the Houlihan |
| Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow |
| For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go |