Goodbye Old Paint

Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne.
I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne, I'm off to Montan'
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;

My foot's in the stirrup, thr reins in my hand,
Good mornin', young lady, my hosses won't stand.

I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne, I'm off to Montan'
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;

My hosses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay
My wagon is loaded and rolling away.

I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne, I'm off to Montan'
Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;

Old Paint's a good pony, he paces when he can,
 Goodbye, old Paint, I'm a-leavin' Cheyenne;

 Go hitch up your hosses and give them some hay
 And seat yourself by me as long as you may.