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[Verse 1]
D D
I ride an old paint, I lead an old dan
A7 D
I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hoolihan
A7 D
They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw
A7 D
Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw
[Chorus]
A7 D
Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
A7 D
The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
D D
Bill Jones had two daughters and a son
A7 D
One went to Denver, the other went wrong
A7 D
His young wife died in a poolroom fight
A7 D
But he tries to keep singing from morning till night
[Chorus]
A7 D
Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
A7 D C C C C
The fiery and the snuffy are raring to go
[Verse 3]
C C
When I die, take my saddle from the wall
G7 C
Strap it on my pony, lead him out of the stall
G7 C
Throw my bones on his back, turn our faces to the west
G7 C D
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
