FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
131
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Call of Santa Barbara
I didn't think your lights would call me Santa Barbara
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
133
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The American Legion Ball
Twinkling lights, shining bright, music wild and sweet
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
134
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Poppies or Rats"
He was glary eyed and pale, and on his way to jail--
Bugles are sweet to listen to and flags are pretty to see But I am giving a picture of war to you that a madman gave to me. (Rod Tailin' Blackie)
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
136
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Duval Club
You'll meet 'em all at the Club Duval
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
137
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Starlight Subdued
You have your choice buddy, play the game as it's played,
In my dream a collection of pistols walked as men alive... It was strange to see a "twenty-two" ambush a "forty-five."
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
139
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Take What Comes
It takes all kind of people to make a world.
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
141
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Murder Will Out
A man was "burned" on a Friday night
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
143
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
A Dog Lives On
You are sleeping at my feet,
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
145
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Simple Things
I'm glad I like the simple things--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
147
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Shot That Went Home
Brothas and Sistahs of good ol Caney Creek
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
150
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Borrowed Ranges
When Freer is a ghost city, and punchers ride these streets.
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
151
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
"Dry Hole" Joe
She said she wanted life and, "Dry Hole" let her go--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
153
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
The Chronic Urge
Life gave me a sledge when I wanted a pen--
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
1
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Duval County
Blowing rain over rolling plain
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
1
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Duval County
Blowing rain over rolling plain
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
1
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Duval County
Blowing rain over rolling plain
Bell-Bottoms to Boots
FC 11 W-07
1
Joe "Blackie" Wilson
Duval County
Blowing rain over rolling plain
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
7
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
Just Call Me Jim
Just call me Jim, if you should chance to meet me,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
8
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
A Cloudy Day
The day has been cloudy and gloomy
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
8
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
'Long Towards Night
'Long towards night when you're out along your trap line,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
10
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
To An Old Spring
Whenever I am thirsty and stop for a drink,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
12
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
If I Could
If I could paint the hills in spring,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
13
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
The Prairie
The air is fresh as I ride along,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
15
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
A Message of Spring
I've been waiting for a message,
Mountain Echoes
FC 11 W-08
16
Jim Whilt (Poet of the Rockies)
The Letters That Never Come
When far away from friends and home,