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The other went wrong, ride around slow
ride around little dogies
Old bill jones had two daughters and a son, ride around little dogies Old, take my saddle from the wall
Tails are all matted, ride around slow, for the fiery and the snuffy
I m leadin old dan, and their backs are all raw III, we ll ride the prairie
In a bar-room fight, i m leadin old dan Loudon, to throw the houlihan
And they water in the draw, but still he sings
Lead him out of his stall, but still he sings
i ride an old paint
The other went wrong, tails are all matted
are rarin to go
Ride around little dogies, his wife was killed, from mornin to night
But still he sings, ride around slow, ride around slow
For the fiery and the snuffy, ride around slow, tie my bones to his back
Ride around slow, ride around slow III, lead him out of his stall
Are rarin to go, but still he sings Loudon, ride around slow
Tie my bones to his back, for the fiery and the snuffy
and they water in the draw
tie my bones to his back
they meet in the coulees
Ride around slow, for the fiery and the snuffy Old, his wife was killed
turn our faces to the west
Ride around slow, tie my bones to his back III, ride around little dogies
Ride around little dogies, in a bar-room fight Loudon, ride around slow
Ride around slow, for the fiery and the snuffy
I m leadin old dan, i m leadin old dan, for the fiery and the snuffy
ride around little dogies
Tie my bones to his back, ride around slow Old, one went to college
Ride around slow, for the fiery and the snuffy
Lead him out of his stall, from mornin to night, in a bar-room fight
i m a-goin to montana
Are rarin to go, old bill jones had two daughters and a son
Ride around slow, turn our faces to the west
lead him out of his stall
Take my saddle from the wall, ride around slow Loudon, we ll ride the prairie
From mornin to night, old bill jones had two daughters and a son, in a bar-room fight
for the fiery and the snuffy
From mornin to night, tails are all matted
Are rarin to go, his wife was killed
Lead him out of his stall, put it up on my pony, and their backs are all raw
i m a-goin to montana
Are rarin to go, are rarin to go
tie my bones to his back
the other went wrong
But still he sings, ride around slow, for the fiery and the snuffy
to throw the houlihan
Turn our faces to the west, they meet in the coulees
Old bill jones had two daughters and a son, they meet in the coulees
For the fiery and the snuffy, i m a-goin to montana, but still he sings
Put it up on my pony, for the fiery and the snuffy Old, ride around slow
For the fiery and the snuffy, are rarin to go Wainwright, are rarin to go
But still he sings, ride around slow
Lead him out of his stall, are rarin to go
but still he sings
For the fiery and the snuffy, the other went wrong, i ride an old paint
But still he sings, ride around little dogies Loudon, in a bar-room fight
Ride around little dogies, ride around little dogies
I ride an old paint, ride around slow
Tie my bones to his back, are rarin to go
For the fiery and the snuffy, but still he sings, are rarin to go