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Thread #7295   Message #4104107
Posted By: Lighter
30-Apr-21 - 04:02 PM
Thread Name: Origins: I Ride An Old Paint
Subject: RE: Origins: I Ride An Old Paint
Collected by Herbert Halpert from "Daca" ("Docca") in New York City, November, 1939:

I'm a-ridin' old Paint, I'm a-leadin' old Dan;
I'm a-goin' to Montan' for to throw the hooleyann.
They feed in the gullies, they water in the draw;
Their tails is full of cuckleburrs, their backs is all raw.

Chorus:

Ride around the little dogies, ride around 'em slow,
For they're fiery and they're snuffy and a-rarin' to go.
Ride around the little dogies, ride around 'em slow,
For they're fiery and they're snuffy and a-rarin' to go.

Old Bill Jones had two daughters and a song;
One kid went to Denver, and the other went wrong.
His wife, she got killed in barroom fight,
But he keeps on a-singing from morning till night.

Chorus:

When I die, take the saddle from the wall,
Slap it on my pony, lead him out of his stall;
Tie my bones in the saddle, turn our faces to the west,
And we'll drift across the prairie that we love the best.

"Daca" was clearly a trained singer. His tune for the song was the common one, though in the chorus he stressed "ride" rather than "around."

He believed he'd learned the song from an "old bronco-buster named Huntzinger, who happened to be a distant cousin of mine...in 1896 or '7."