I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan   I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hooligan   They feed 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 rarin' to go      Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son   One went to college, the other went wrong   His wife, she got killed in a poolroom fight   But still he's a singin' from mornin' till night      Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow   For the fiery and snuffy are 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 my saddle and turn our faces to the West   And we'll ride the prairie we love the best      Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow   For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go      I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan   I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hooligan   They feed in the coulees, they 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 rarin' to go