Woody Guthrie - I Ride an Old Paint

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow

They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow

They're fiery and snuffy and 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 free-for-all fight

But still he keeps singing from morning 'til night

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow

They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go

I'll ride the old Paint, lead the old Dan

Go to Montana to throw the houlihan

I'll feed them in the coulees, water in the draw

Tails are all matted, their backs are all raw

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow

They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go

I worked in the town, I worked on the farm

All I gotta show t'is this muscle in my arm

Blisters on my feet, callus on my hands

Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan

Ride around, little doggy, ride around them slow

They're fiery and snuffy and rarin' to go