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[Verse 1]
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I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan
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I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hoolihan
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They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw
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Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw


[Chorus]
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Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
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The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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Bill Jones had two daughters and a son
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One went to Denver, the other went wrong
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His young wife died in a poolroom fight
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But he tries to keep singing from morning till night


[Chorus]
      A7                   D
Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
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The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go


[Verse 3]
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When I die, take my saddle from the wall
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Strap it on my pony, lead him out of the stall
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Throw my bones on his back, turn our faces to the west
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And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best


[Chorus]
      A7                   D
Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
    A7                       D
The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go