ol paint is a song about a horse that i would always see from the window of the work truck right as we were almost home from work. i called him ol paint. one day he wasn't there in his pasture any more, i would like to think he's not dead but i figure it is a possibility, so this is his hypothetical eulogy. and i guess jet black jeans are what you would wear to ol paints' funeral. the modern folk music of america.