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