The Cowboy Playlist
I talk to my Dad a lot on the phone these days since my Mom has passed. He most likes to talk about music and food. Last week he brought up the song "I Ride an Old Paint" (The Weavers version). He wanted me to look up the lyrics on my phone while we were talking because he wanted to explain to me what all the cowboy jargon meant, particularly in this verse: I'll ride the old paint, lead the old Dan go to Montana to throw the hoolian, I'll feed 'em in the coulees, water in the draw Tails are all matted, their backs are all raw. He talked about the term hoolian (catching horse rope, as opposed to the lasso and the lariat and quite frankly, I'm still confused about the differences), the word coulee versus the word draw (apparently a matter of depth, ravines or ditches full of water). On the mesa near Roy and Solano there were mostly only draws and he told me a story about being 11 years old and ha...