Goodbye Old Paint

Oh, when I die
Take my saddle from the wall
Put it on my pony
Lead him out of the stall
Tie my bones to his back
Turn our faces to the west
We'll ride the prairies
We love the best

Ride around little dogies
Ride around real slow
Fiery and Snuffy
Are raring to go

Old Paint's a good pony
He paces when he can
Goodbye, Little Doanie
I'm off to Montana

Goodbye, Old Paint
I'm leaving Cheyenne
Goodbye, Old Paint
I'm leaving Cheyenne

My foot's in the stirrup
My bridle's in hand
Goodbye, Little Annie
My horses won't stand

Goodbye, Old Paint
I'm leaving Cheyenne
Goodbye, Old Paint
I'm leaving Cheyenne