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I ride an old paint he's on the worryside And I'm a saddle tramp about to cross the great divide Where there's grass in the coolies and water in the drawl And the forty pound saddle won't make us both raw Slow rider slow rider move on a little more The sky boss is waitin' at the big ranch house door I can't help but missin' the daughters that I had One went to Denver the other went bad My young wife died in a poolroom fight But I try to keep singin' from morning till night Slow rider slow rider... [ guitar ] Whenever I die take my saddle from the wall Strap it on snuffy lead him out of the stall Throw me on his back and turn him toward the west He knows how to take me to the spot I love best Slow rider slow rider...