FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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More Rhymes of a Ranch Hand
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Frank D. Lemon
A Beautiful, Beautiful Day
Oh what a beautiful day?
More Rhymes of a Ranch Hand
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Frank D. Lemon
Only a Dream
Where gently flows the brooklet.
More Rhymes of a Ranch Hand
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Frank D. Lemon
Life's Measure
If we never in temptations presence stood.
More Rhymes of a Ranch Hand
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Frank D. Lemon
The Wanderer's Prayer
Our Father, Whose gentle voice, I wish to hear.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Sunrise on the XIT
When soft rays of rosy pinkness; Come slipping o'er the eastern hills.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Cowboys
The cowboys that rode on the old XIT; Were a happy and fearless crew.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Branding Time on the XIT
The days are hazy and still, The freshness of the range is gone.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Winds
Some winds are a whisper soft and low, Warm little breezes that drift and go.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Bells
To some you are Spanish Daggers, Old Bear Grass others call you.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT and Other Trails
Trails on the old XIT are gone, Slowly we have let them slip away.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
All Hail to Thee - The XIT
All hail to thee, the XIT, A range so wondrously fair.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Memories of the XIT
The sky above is studded with stars, Like diamonds they sparkle and shine.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Bunk-House
It was only a bunk-house on the XIT, But to the cowboys it was home I know.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Winter on the XIT
A raging blizzard sweeps out of the north, From horizon to horizon is falling snow.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
The Birth of the XIT
Texas must have a new capital building; So acres and dollars were traded one day.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Cactus
Mile after mile of cactus plants; In the desert parts of XIT appear.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Longhorns
They were long and lean and wild, They roamed both far and near.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Quints
Canada had her quints, The XIT organization has too.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Stampede on XIT
The XIT lies purple and gray; In the stillness of the summer night.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
An October Storm on XIT
Across the XIT's parched and dusty acres; One late, but hot October sky.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Roundup Days on the XIT
One cold winter night by a cheery fire, An old man spun tales to me.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Chuck Wagon
It was warped and weather-beaten, This old chuck wagon so dear.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
XIT Corral
There was a corral on the old XIT; Horses here learned the meaning of Whoa.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Drouth on the XIT
Mile after mile of barren soil on the XIT; Which the wind lifts in dusty sprays.
Memories of the XIT
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Rosell Lewis
Fall on the XIT
I think I see a change on the XIT; As the days quietly come and go.