I ride an old paint, i lead an old dan Goin' down to montana for to throw the houlihan They feed in the gully, they water in the draw Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw Ride around little doggies Ride around real slow For the fiery and the snuffy Are rarin' to go Now old john dodd had two daughters and a farm One went to denver and the other went wrong His wife was k**ed in a pool room fight Now he sings this song most ev'ry night Ride around little doggies ... And when i die, take my saddle from the wall Put it on my pony and lead him out of the stall Tie my bones to his back and point us out west And we'll ride the prairie we love the best Ride around little doggies ...