I ride an old paint I lead an old Dan

I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann

They feed in the coulees they water in the draw

Their tails're all matted their backs're all raw

Ride around little dogies ride around slow the fiery
and snuffy are raring to go

Bill Johns had two daughters Bill Johns had a song

One went to Denver and the other went wrong

His wife she died in a poolroom fight

Still he keeps singing from morning till night

Ride around little dogies ride around then slow the
fiery and snuffy are raring to go

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When I die take my saddle from the wall put it on my
pony lead him out of the stall

Throw my bones on his back turn our faces to the west

And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best

Ride around little dogies ride around then slow the
fiery and snuffy are raring to go