I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan
I'm goin' to Montana to throw the hoolihan
They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw
Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw

Ride around little doggies, ride around them slow
For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go

I've worked in the town, I've worked on the farm
And all I got is this muscle right here in my arm
Got a blister on my foot and a callus in my hand
But I'll be a cowpuncher as long as I can

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Old Bill Jones had 2 daughters and a song
One went to Denver and the other went wrong
His wife, she died in a poolroom fight
And he still keeps a-singin' from morning to night

Chorus

Oh, when I die, take my saddle from the wall
Put it on my pony and lead him out the stall
Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the west
And we'll ride the prairies that we love the best

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