Hit the Road to Dreamland from Tal Farlow Plays the Music of Harold Arlen - Tal Farlow

I ride an old paint, lead an old dam

Going to Montana to throw the houlihan

Feed them in the coulees, and water in the draw

Tails are all matted and their backs are all raw

Ride around, little dogies, ride around them slow

They’re fiery and snuffy and a-raring to go

Old Bill Jones had two daughters and a song

One went to college, and the other went wrong

His wife got killed in a free-for-all fight

Still he keeps singing from morning till night

I’ve worked in your town, worked on your farm

And all I got to show is the muscle in my arm

Blisters on my feet, and the callous on my hand

And I’m a-going to Montana to throw the houlihan

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

We’ll ride the prairie that we loved the best