Текст песни Nana Mouskouri - Old Paint
Nana Mouskouri - Old Paint слова песни
(Verse 1):I ride an old paint.I lead an old dam.I`m goin` to Montana to throw a hoolihan.They feed in the coolies.They water in the draw.Their tails are all matted.their backs are all raw.(Chorus):Ride Around.Ride Around real slow.the fiery and the snuffy are rarin` to go.(Verse 2):Old Bill Brown had a daughter and a son.One went to Denver and the other went wrong.His wife, she died in a poolroom fight,and still he keeps singin` from mornin` till night(Repeat Chorus)(Verse 3):Well, when I die, take my saddle from the wall.Put it on my pony and lead him from his stall.Tie my bones to his back.Turn our faces to the west.And we`ll ride the prairie that we like the best.(Repeat Chorus)