Old Paint – Rufus Wainwright (feat. Loudon Wainwright III)
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I ride an old Paint I’m leadin’ old Dan I’m a-goin’ to Montana To throw the houlihan They meet in the coulees And they water in the draw Tails are all matted And their backs are all raw
Ride around little dogies Ride around slow For the fiery and the snuffy Are rarin’ to go
Old Bill Jones had two daughters and a son One went to college The other went wrong His wife was killed In a bar-room fight But still he sings From mornin’ to night
Ride around little dogies Ride around slow For the fiery and the snuffy Are rarin’ to go
When I die Take my saddle from the wall Put it up on my pony Lead him out of his stall Tie my bones to his back Turn our faces to the west We’ll ride the prairie That we love the best
Ride around little dogies Ride around slow For the fiery and the snuffy Are rarin’ to go
Ride around little dogies Ride around slow For the fiery and the snuffy Are rarin’ to go