"Old Paint"    Verse  I was cinchin' up her saddle when her brain it came unravelled  She was flirtin' with the stallion across the fence  Her legs got weak she started to faint  I hollerd out Old Paint  Old Paint didn't have a lick of sense    Chorus  One more ride then Old Paint is gone  She don't seem to ride the same  Since she done me wrong caught her with the stud next door  Had to carry on  One more ride then Old Paint is gone    Said Old Paint let me tell you this  Your mine not his  Girl don't let me catch you horsin' around that saddle   Yours is just my size  It won't fit no other guy    Verse  Broad played to many games with my head  That rounder stallion gonna end up dead  Make him bite down on the grain of a .45  44, 43 ,42 is the countdown  Until they're turned into a bottle of glue  Old Paint, she never had a clue    Chorus  Said Old Paint let me tell you this  Your mine not his  Girl don't let me catch you horsin' around that saddle   Yours is just my size  It won't fit no other guy    these lyrics are submitted by Brandon