I ride an old paint I lead old Dan
I'm goin' to Montan for to throw the hula hand
They feed in the coulees they water in the draw
Their tails're all matted their backs're all raw
Ride around little dogie ride around slow
The fiery and snuffy are raring to go
Old Big Johns had two daughters and the song
One went to Denver the other went wrong
His wife she died in a poolroom fight
But still he keeps singing from morning till night
Ride around little dogie ride around slow
The fiery and snuffy are raring to go
When I die take my saddle from the wall
Lead out my pony lead him out of his stall
Tie my bones to the saddle turn his faces toward the west
And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best
Ride around little dogie ride around slow
The fiery and snuffy are raring to go