FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

Bygone Days of the Old West

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Fred Lambert

Cowboy Taps

I'm ridin' west on a trail alone -- On a trail that's dim and a trail unknown.

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Fred Lambert

The Herdsman

Sunset's glow in a troubled West; Night came sown with the herd at rest.

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Fred Lambert

Running Deer

The sun hung burning in the smoke, A copper ball of blazing red.

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Fred Lambert

Song of the Plains

Oh, I am the song of the boundless plains.

Bygone Days of the Old West

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Fred Lambert

The Hunters

The pine trees are calling you; Where the skies know how to smile.

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Fred Lambert

Down on the Currumpaw

I live down there on the Currumpaw.

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Fred Lambert

The Call

Dreamy days; Springy air; Seems to greet me everywhere.

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Fred Lambert

Hunting Antelope

The way to kill an Antelope; Is easier than eatin' pie.

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Fred Lambert

Stampede Mesa

Did you ever hear of Stampede Mesa, Where the grass is always growing green?

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Fred Lambert

The Prairie Fire

From reddened dawn the wind increased; In the swelling surge that never ceased.

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Fred Lambert

Olden Days of the Golden West

Weird and deserted is Dobe town, With its shacks of mud that have tumbled down.

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Fred Lambert

Black Bart

"He wasn't a grizzled bandit; No hardened bandit's poise.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

There was a Time

There was a time when handshakes; Meant more'n a contract now.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

When Tommie Turned the Wolf Loose

Ol' Tom, he's turned the wolf loose.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

Wrecks

Well, I've seen some wrecks a horseback; An' quite a few with cars.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

Colors

This feller from a magazine; Was askin' Booger Bill.

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Mike Logan

Gatherings

Well, there's gatherings of eagles; And of cowboy poets, too.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

I Shot Jim Dance This Mornin'

I shot Jim Dance this mornin'; Like a dog wolf, don't ya see.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

Reflections in a Dentist's Chair

I'm sittin' here, white knuckled, In this modern dentist's chair.

Laugh Kills Lonesome

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Mike Logan

Peach and Hearth

May the God who gave us Christmas.

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Mike Logan

Deep January

The sun is cold.

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Mike Logan

Temptation

You think you know temptation.

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Mike Logan

Missouri Lost

Broad shouldered at its birthplace.

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Mike Logan

Lullaby

I've heard "Ave Marias"; In cathedrals spired and tall.

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Mike Logan

Earthbound

One morning, against a crystal sky; I watched the flight of a swan.