Guthrie Woody - I Ride An Old Paint lyrics

I ride an old paint, lead an old dam, Goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan Feed 'em in the coulees, and water in the draw, Tails are all matted and their backs are all raw Ride around, little doggies, ride around them slow, They're fiery and snuffy and a-rarin' to go Old Bill Jones had two daughters and a song, One went to college, and the other went wrong His wife got k**ed in a free-for-all fight, Still he keeps singin' from mornin' till night I've worked in your town, worked on your farm, And all I got to show is the muscle in my arm, Blisters on my feet, and the callus on my hand, And I'm a-goin' to Montana to throw the houlihan