FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Mae
All night long I searched for words
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Winter in the South
I looked for a winter with a song in her mouth
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Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Where Annie May is Sleeping
This same moon is peeping in a valley that I know
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Bitter Weeds
She walked, thru bitterweeds dead and dry
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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70
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
By a Border Grave
Well, they laid you out and brought you here
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Po' Boy's Prayer
Sweet Guardian Angel, or Fairy, or Fate--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
73
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Dead Rosesty
He had been slaving in the oil fields all that winter day
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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75
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Morning After
When I am only a study in bone,
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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76
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Fallen Feathers
I stood in the dark and watched you dance--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
77
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
A Passing Girl
You are so much like a primrose,
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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78
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Miss Western Union
Beauty walks in slimy mud--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
79
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Brush Cutter's Daughter
Blow softly, winds, fall gently rain,
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
80
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Mountain Laurels are Blooming
Go gently, maidens, for since the rain
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
81
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
God Ain't Telling
("Yeah, Spring tries herself when she's prancing thru Duval...
(I met up with a cowboy, near a scattered herd, and this is what he told me, almost word for word.)
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
83
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
These Late Northers
Old winter came back like a hell-raisin' wife
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
84
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Old Pioneer
This too will pass...You may see grass
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
85
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Wanted: A Mushroom Town
Well, boys, the boom is over--they're throwing "drunks" in jail--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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86
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Around Shanghai
Boys, if you think you're missing adventure
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
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88
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
To a Living Image
You main more to me in a lasting sacred way
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
89
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Bye-Bye Boomers
One can hardly realize that most of them are gone.
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
91
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
To My Namesake
When I consider what you mean to me--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
94
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
A Poor Old Pumper
He grabbed and missed the train of Life
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
95
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Her Favorite Flower
I must go back, if only for a day
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96
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Mother
I closed my eyes and blindly tried to see...
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
97
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
St. Mary's Bells
When the bell range this morning at St. Mary's
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