ฟังเพลงMy Old Paint

My Old Paint - Harry Belafonte

I ride an old Paint, I lead an old Dan,

I'm goin' to Montana, for to throw the Hoolian,

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 a rarin' to go.

Ride around, ride around

For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go.

My feet are in the stirrups, my hand is on the horn

I'm the best old cowboy that ever was born

But a cowboy rides single, like it or not

So I guess that old paint is the best friend I got

Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow,

For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go.

Ride around, ride around

For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go.

when I die, take my saddle from the wall,

Put it on my pony, lead him out of his stall,

Tie my bones to his back, turn our faces to the west

And we'll ride the prairie that we loved the best

Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow,

For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go.

Ride around, ride around

For the fiery and snuffy are a rarin' to go.