Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for July 03, 2010
July 02, 2010
July 04, 2010
Transcript:
Adam: So your mom and I have decided we're vacationing at a working farm. Clayton: Cool, will I get to drive the thrasher? Adam: Maybe. Katy: And can I make shiny outfits for the ponies? Adam: Umm...you might have to ask the farmer about that. Katy: What farmer could say no to a pony in sequins and lace?
I ride an old paint, I lead an old dam. I’m goin’ to Montana to throw a hoolihan.
They feed in the coolie, they water in the draw. Their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw.
Ride around, ride around real slow. The fiery and the snuffy are rarin’ to go.
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 singing from morning til night.
Ride around, ride around real slow. Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go.
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.
Ride around, ride around real slow. Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go.
Ride around, ride around real slow. Well the fiery and the snuffy are raring to go.